My name is Sabber ward-Willier and I was the brother of Mystic. My life was taken for granted before my loss and I thought I was going to have a family forever so I was in that I was taking my life for granted and thought that my life was perfect. Until one night where my life ended and a nightmare replaced it. I can't stop thinking that I was the reason for it all. My life inside was gone and all I have to take away my hurt is drugs (may I add that they are the clinic given kind) . But I have this craving for more and it keeps growing and growing until I have this burst out and I hate being angry and I feel guilty for that anger if I hurt anyone verbally or physically. so I hope for those who read this and still have siblings don't take them for granted and know that they won't last forever so spent time or make time for them. (Do note: If i made you Depresso Expresso sorry for that :') )