My 16 year old cousin died yesterday.
He didn’t have the easiest of life. He was born with Sickle-cell anaemia, his mother died when he was three and he was dyslexic. Yet he always had a smile, always happy.
Sickle cell is a life-long, painful disease.
We were born 11 years, 11 days apart. I on the 7th November and he on the 18th. We had a special bond. He became a teenage boy and we drifted apart because I thought he would prefer to hang out with his friends.
I still saw him occasionally and I would tease him alot. He was such a beautiful boy, too young to leave this earth.
He was even doing good at school even with his problem.
He was a star that burned bright but is now gone to soon.
Mikel Holder 1990-2007. Rest in Peace Sweet Boy.