Lost one thing that I called love

I screamed out all night watching he went and let me alone. In that dark night, I still couldn't believe what's gonna touch me like that. It hurts so much. Makes me feel that life means nothing if you didn't nothing as long as you life.

"Hey! Girl in there!" a screamed that pushed me up and suddenly awaken me up.
"Ah. Yea. What's up Mam" I tried to talk well, so that she never worried about me.

"Please take all bag in dear. I wont there is thing that left. Okey hurry up. Our train must go about an hour again."
"Ok Mam. It doesn't matter." I answered it rushly.

Then my eyes faced my brother's face. He's cute. Ya, cute baby. Pretty baby that I love so much. I dont wont to let him. Once more, I wont he went to Jakarta to take operation in there. Now, I just to hold my breath. Yes, I'm still alive. Just for 3 weeks girl! Why did you so worried like that. Be patient. Sounds waved    along wrap me out.

Ah, Luckily, I could hold my tears not to fall from my face. I want to cried!! Why it attacks my Brother's heart! Why it can be???!!!! Why was not me? Just me!! Oh God. It's very awful to be him>

How should I do?

No, I have to cry! Listen, Just for 3 weeks. Brother! I'm counting on you! You have to keep survive. And for me, Me too. Went by 3 people, Come back I expect it has to be 3 too. FIGHTING!! YOU CAN DO THAT!!

That's enough. I haven't to be sad any more. Many friends that I have, so I'm still alive. and for my brother in there, Jan 8th 2013 is your FIGHTING DAY. So Don't give up!! God knows that, We were Alive =)