Remembering Ernie

Hi, I never thought I would have to be writing this but here I am. I got a call this morning with my mom crying in the background and I just knew something happened. I tried to stay calm and not think the worse, I knew it was about Ernie because he didn’t come home last night. I come home and hear that my annoying, loving, baby brother was killed last night in a hit and run. I just keep imagining the pain he went through and now he’s alone in this place that I can’t even go and see him. It breaks my heart and I don’t even know how to comfort my parents. This came out of nowhere and I don’t know how to handle all the expenses, we’ve been calling and it’s just too much to think about right now. I just ask for your help in this time, if you knew ernie remember him as the bright crazy man he was. He was only 23, I miss my brother, and I keep thinking he’s going to walk in our front door with his bright colored sunglasses. Thank you for reading this.