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I left my brother a few hundred thousands to deposit on my way home to see my parents. Young man gambled it away betting at betika, & has ran away from home. I am not angry, I am simply heartbroken. This is my flesh and blood. He didn't need to do that.
I had to go to DCI Nakuru on my way back. To have him tracked. He is apparently alive and within Nairobi. How can your own sibling be so cold? His phone is still off. I don't even know what to feel. This is a 20 year old boy who did not need to do all that.
If he was starving, I would understand. If he was mistreated, I would understand. But everything I get, he gets. On my way back from home, I got a bracelet, I also got him his. He lacks nothing. I don't think I have ever felt so awful in my life. I guess I'll just sleep it away.
I think what is painful to me is that he made our mom cry & old man apologize to me on his behalf. Some of the money was also for his education from next year. I don't understand it all. I don't know what I feel. But I feel terrible. It's a bad feeling.
