I don't expect sympathy and I doubt I'll even read the responses, but I absolutely need to tell someone about this right now, because I feel like it's clawing at me in the pit of my stomach.
Some fucking evil pieces of shit robbed a train car full of people late last night and killed my sister and her fiancée when they tried to get out of the car to get help. The murderers were caught and arrested. We both grew up in Detroit, and though it has a bad reputation we were never the victims of any sort of crime. We moved to Michigan with our mom when we were in elementary and then I came to Indiana for a private highschool and he went back home to help our dad (he has Alzheimer's... but he was a drunk, abusive fuck and I've never wanted to see him since we left). He got a shitty manual labor job and rented a shitty apartment, but things started looking up when he met up with a childhood friend of ours and they ended up dating. The relationship went really well, and he was really happy even though he was spending most of his time taking care of an old psycho and moving furniture. After a few months they got engaged, and they were going to get married in April.
I feel so numb and yet so close to panic. I wish I had talked to him more often. Last time I saw him was at Christmas. The saddest part about this shit is that he was just a city boy, born and raised in south Detroit, he took the midnight train going anywhere. He was an incredible person, all he ever tried to do was help, and he never hurt anyone in his life. I don't know how to deal with this. I still can't believe he's gone.
The world is too fucked up to live in. I've never felt this bad in my life, but somehow I can't cry. I feel like I'll never be able to love anyone again.
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