Fallen hero
Oct 22, 2020
3 minutes
Ashleigh Preston, 20, London
Watching my brother Craig packing his bags, I had tears in my eyes.
‘I’ll only be a few streets away, sis,’ he said, ruffling my hair. ‘Come round whenever you want.’
Ever since I could remember, Craig had been my best mate.
Fifteen years older than me, we shared the same dad.
A proper joker, he always had me in stitches.
And although we’d fight like cat and dog, Craig was the first person I’d turn to with a problem.
He was my hero, someone I
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