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It was on a Monday.  I met him somewhere next to my grandmother's house. I asked him where he was going. He said he was coming back, he was going to Colloseum.  The following day we didn't see him.  When I was at school my uncle came and said something is wrong at home, we must go home immediately.  His death was very painful, because he was not a person who liked to walk all over the place. He liked his books. He was also helping me in my studies, if I had some problems.  I used to trust my brother.  When he passed away I failed at school because he was helping me.  My grandmother suffered from a heart attack.  She died immediately after his death. I will end there.