The Night My Baby Brother Died

Name:            Anonymous
Location:        United States
Anonymous:       No
Type:            Ghost
Date:            Monday, September 27, 1999
Time:            11:46 AM

My baby brother was a very sick child who had spent all of his 13 month old life in and out of hospitals. Due to a case of spinal meningitis shortly after birth, he was left severely brain-damaged. I was 10 when he died. I woke up in the middle of the night because there was a huge loud crash that sounded like it was right next to me. I thought my mother was drunk and my parents were fighting again, or that the lamp on the nightstand right next to my bed had been knocked over on the floor. I was terrified, and I sat up to look to see how badly the lamp was broken, but it was still on the nightstand. I quietly snuck out of my room to see what was going on without being seen by my parents, and I heard my mother crying. My father was giving the baby mouth to mouth, and it seemed like the paramedics were there seconds after that. Nothing had been broken, and my brother couldn't be resuscitated. Nobody else in the house heard the crash.