My brother was my best friend that stand by me. I can never ask for no one to be the kind of brother he was.He was the type of brother that wanted me to be safe and happy. I been there in good times and bad times. He also me almost near death. He made sure he help mecome home back to staten island. He was always there and show up like he had a GPS on me. He was very protected of me as a big brother. I love him so much and miss him. When he left I lost a big part of me I felt like god took half of my body. All I have is memories. There is no words to explain this pain and how I felt. I am so so scare being without him and being around.He was my friend and best friend and my brother that made sure no one hurt his sister and i never had a choice to say thank you . i miss him showing up at the park.

 When you really look at the meaning of a brother . My brother was the one that fit that meaning. Now he is gone and I have not been the same without him.I can say I am so scare without him being around. He was the kind of brother that made sure no one going to hurt his sister since he almost lost me in a attack that left me with a rod in my neck. He act like he had a GPS on me. He use to show up from no where. He made sure he brought me back to Staten Island. Bobby was my best friend and there in good times and bad times. When he been gone I left i lost part of my body. I felt so cold and empty. I love him and i miss him. I never had a choice to say thank you so much.