Giving Up Was Never An Option

I was waiting for my family to come over to celebrate my 12th birthday. My parents were quiet and seemed concerned. My family arrived late and it was less than a celebratory vibe. My brother had just been admitted to hospital for a skin condition that was taking over his body, and life. To be frank, it looked like someone had blowtorched his body, head to toe, leaving one a small ring of his natural skin around his eyes. It was fkd to say the least. After being told his condition was incurabl...