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  • My Brother, Isaac Donovan-James Jumping Eagle, was born on May 10, 1993. He passed away on February 3, 2012.
    He'd just left from high school, and was on his way to college. He was still young, and loved living his life on the edge. He was the best friend any one could ask for, and he loved everything, straight up hardcore. He always seen the better side of things, he loved life and all that it brings. I wouldn't try to trade him, or even sell. I once told him my secrets, and he never did tell. Wish we got to see him one last time, wish I got to hug him and tell him good-bye. The day we got the news, we were waiting at home. My mom walked in the door, and she got a call on her phone. The voice said that he was unsure of what had happened, and he couldn't tell who was laying in front of him. Drinking and driving, was the cause of the accident. One bad choice, is not worth a decision made by one self. Especially when one didn't have a choice. We're may be sad and alone, and it's sad to see the good ones go, because now we're here all alone. We can not hide those tears we cry, for when they stop, another dies. Nothing to say, everything doesn't matter. With my best friend gone, the world seems sadder. Memories were meant to fade away, but why did he have to take you away?. Just one thing and something goes wrong, and it is you who is forever gone. We'll try to remember that laughter is the best medicine, and good times are the beginning, until we meet again. He was crazy as hell, smart, and outgoing. He was a real character, living life but not knowing. He is now gone, but for him we shall not pity, only think of him when they play his song. He is in a better state, no longer here to join the great race. But now we have only memories and the sense of being alive, and no longer will we cry.
    Dedicated to Isaac Donovan-James Jumping Eagle
    May 10 1993 - February 3 2012

    Song: Tears Don't Fall - Bullet For My Valentine
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