“The greatest struggle that I had in my life was my cousin’s death last year. He had gotten into a bad car accident, and the doctors said he died from internal bleeding. After he passed, I was becoming slowly depressed, and I just felt like I had lost myself. But, after he passed, I grew close with my brother. He helped me by just rebuilding my energy and making me feel me. We would play video games or play basketball. Eventually, I got better at accepting his death, and I felt like I could continue. Although I miss him, I’m glad my relationship with my brother grew. He helped me see the bright side of it all. I became at peace with it.” – Keshawn Butler, 9