If i had more time with someone it would be my older brother since when we were boys younger as nine and eight my older brother got hurt and ended up passing on, it all happened when we were hanging out near the rail road near my old home town we were messing around in this warehouse with giant shipping containers we would play tag on them most of the time one day while we were messing out when the sunset was coming down we were walking home usually when we returned home we tend to walk near the rail road as for our home had the railroad track behind my house we were approached by a guy in a white jacket who pulled out a gun from behind his back we were both in fear as he ordered us to hand him our wallets it was pretty dumb cause me and my brother don't carry money so my brother spoke up and said no and the man in the jacket the man ordered again so my brother tried to run at him to like tackle the guy but when he moved his feet forward the guy shot one round at him which got his chest area I don't know were exactly but I was in shock and I would say the older man was to as if he never shot anyone he ended up running away in to the woods part I tried to get my brother to walk he couldn't and I couldn't carry him either as for he was to heavy so the only choice I had was to run home which is not one of the choices I liked but I couldn't do anything else the feeling was hopeless, I ran back home and informed dad he got in the truck and drove near with the ambulance sad part is when we got my brother was announced dead from blood loss from wherever the bullet punctured him. as for today i tend to do everything he never got to do.