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A girl that goes to my school has a brother who is 18 years old. A few months before he graduated from high school they found a tumor in his brain and he had to go through a bunch of treatments and he started to get better but just this week he started to go downhill. They found a whole bunch more tumors in his brain and he had to be put in the hospital. My dad just told me that he died at about 2 a.m. this morning.

Awwww...man..I feel so sorry for that family. He was the only boy his parents had, and he had eight sisters. He was such a smart kid too, I think he even had a full ride to college.

I know this is probably depressing, but I just had to post this.

life's a bitch,and then you die.

There's very little of wisdom that can be said in the face of death. For what it's worth, though, there seems to be a lot of ( mostly anecdotal ) evidence for reincarnation. Perhaps he'll get another chance.

death sucks

you never stop missing a loved one who is gone.

if the girl is a friend of yours to any extent, the nicest thing you can do for her, after all the hoopla of the funeral is over, is to give her a chance to talk about her brother now and then. it can be so lonely to grieve and have no one willing to talk about it.

oh and dont think that its important to "say the right thing". there is no one right thing to say other than "im so sorry"

dont say "he's in a better place" or "it was god's will" or any of those other useless platitudes. just keep it to an acknowlegement of her grief. she'll say anything else that needs saying.

My condolences.

Sorry to hear that.

death sucks

you never stop missing a loved one who is gone.

if the girl is a friend of yours to any extent, the nicest thing you can do for her, after all the hoopla of the funeral is over, is to give her a chance to talk about her brother now and then. it can be so lonely to grieve and have no one willing to talk about it.

oh and dont think that its important to "say the right thing". there is no one right thing to say other than "im so sorry"

dont say "he's in a better place" or "it was god's will" or any of those other useless platitudes. just keep it to an acknowlegement of her grief. she'll say anything else that needs saying.

I know her pretty well, so I'll keep what you said in mind. I'm better friends with Chelsea's best friend, she's the one who kept everyone informed without everyone having to ask his sister. It is hard for her too, she has known her and her family for so long.

9 kids? in this day and age?

were they trying to have a baseball team or something?

9 kids? in this day and age?

were they trying to have a baseball team or something?

:rolleyes:

9 kids? in this day and age?

were they trying to have a baseball team or something?

They're Catholic. The youngest is my age (13) and her oldest sister is 34, I think, her parents are already in their fifties.

you probably think I'm crazy - but I talked to a dead lady yesterday, and that wasn't the first time either. he'll be just fine - death really isn't the end.

They're Catholic. The youngest is my age (13) and her oldest sister is 34, I think, her parents are already in their fifties.
stupid pre-vatican 2 crazy catholics

A girl that goes to my school has a brother who is 18 years old. A few months before he graduated from high school they found a tumor in his brain and he had to go through a bunch of treatments and he started to get better but just this week he started to go downhill. They found a whole bunch more tumors in his brain and he had to be put in the hospital. My dad just told me that he died at about 2 a.m. this morning.

Awwww...man..I feel so sorry for that family. He was the only boy his parents had, and he had eight sisters. He was such a smart kid too, I think he even had a full ride to college.

I know this is probably depressing, but I just had to post this.
That sucks. Sorry to hear.

Here's the story they ran in the paper today (all names are censored, just in case and I'm not including the name of the paper either):

---- ---'s struggle is over
Teen succumbs to cancer after valiant battle


By Tracy Overstreet


Say a prayer for ----. ---- --- ----------.
His battle with brain cancer is over.

It ended at 2:45 a.m. Saturday, with eight sisters, two parents, a special girlfriend and extended family at his bedside.

"He had no regrets. He lived the way he wanted to live. He wasn't afraid to die," said older sister S----- B-------.

Room 415 at St. ------ Medical Center had been transformed over the last 12 days into an area filled with love, photos of the growing-up days and Scriptures hand-written on the room's small dry erase board.

"The Scriptures came from everywhere -- family, friends, nurses," said the Rev. C--- H-------- of Evangelical Free Church. "They just came from all kinds of people."

All kinds of people is what ---- --- --------- was all about.

"He just loved to talk to anybody," said school counselor L---- U-----.

-----------, a Regents scholar and recipient of a coveted Walter Scott scholarship, could talk advanced mathematics with the elite-college-bound crowd as easily as he could hang with boarders at ------ ------'s skate park.

"He was a kid for everybody -- he didn't notice cliques," U----- said. "He could relate to anybody."

And he cared about anybody.

"He was so caring -- even to the people he didn't get along with," said high-school classmate B------ G-------. "If somebody fell, he would help them up."

----'s strength, mentally and physically (he could make a clean jump with his stunt bike over a tennis net) was part of what made his battle with brain cancer a difficult one for friends to watch after his diagnosis in April just weeks before graduation.

"I would never have dreamed a year ago of having a friend -- a friend with so much talent -- being gone to cancer," said senior W--- R---, who was in metals (fabrication) class with --------.

R--- smiled as he recalled a weekend trip the two took to Norfolk in which they rode their BMX bikes "the whole weekend," going to "four or five different skate parks" and sleeping the night "at some kid's house."

R--- also had watched --------- design and manufacture intricate projects in the metals class taught by instructor D--- K----- -- an instant ---------- fan who described ---- --- as an "overachiever."

Although some of ----------'s works were designed to hold his own engineering tools or pictures for his girlfriend, some members of the public also got a glimpse of ----------'s ingenuity.

"I remember one day I took my kids to ------- Hill to sled," counselor U---- recalls. "And there was ----. He had this sled -- a speed sled -- that he made in metals class."

Was it fast?

"Oh yes, absolutely," U---- said, shaking his head in near disbelief. "That was ----. He had so many ideas, he couldn't get them out fast enough."

"And he wasn't afraid to experiment," he continued. "If ---- had an idea, he would just go after it and do it."

That included his spontaneity and light-heartedness for fun.

At his bedside this week, youngest sister ------- delighted in reviewing the multitude of pictures of ---- with different colors of hair. Green hair, blue hair, red hair, a Mohawk. Stunts that used to stress out the middle-school officials at the school ------- attends now, but stunts that were supported by ----'s family.

"I wanted him to be an individual," ---- ---'s dad, ----, said.

And an individual he was -- even urging his classmates to relish their own individuality in a commencement speech titled "We Will Not Be Mundane," which ---------- made the day before he left for cancer treatment in Phoenix.

"We need to reach our goals and we are not going to do that by just being mundane," --------- told the graduation crowd.

"If we just followed what others have done, to just pursue their paths, following their lead, and go with it, what would we accomplish? Nothing. We would just be doing the same things that they did. It would be comfortable since we would know that it has all been done before. It would be too easy, predictable and mundane.

"I'm not going to settle for that," --------- said. "I know that I am going somewhere big as long as I have the determination and the will to make it.

"Every one of you has the ability and the will to make it in this life," he said. "I know it."

---------- was beyond unique. He was a paradox.

He was common, yet a cut above. He blended in, yet he stood out. He was quiet, yet he was outspoken.

So now, it's really no surprise that while ---- --- --------, the physical being, may be gone -- forever 18, ----- --- -------- -- the passion, the intent, the dream, the caring are very much alive.

His family has seen it -- in the money, the help, the holding of hands while ---- --- was sick. And they see it still.

When the family arrived at Perkins Saturday morning, straight from the hospital, their waitress was a friend of ---- ---'s. She was supposed to be off at 6 a.m., but she stayed an extra hour to wait on them.

When ---- ---'s father went to pay the breakfast bill, it had already been paid by another customer.

"It's amazing the people who know and how much people care," B------- said.

"There are good things in everybody," H-------- said. "It's marvelous to see how people come together in need."

And caring is never mundane.

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It might be kind of confusing because of all the censored names, but I didn't think I should let everyone on here know the family's last name and where they live.

9 kids? in this day and age?

were they trying to have a baseball team or something?

Yeah, I draw the line at 7. That way you can name them after days of the week.