What goes around, comes around.

Yesterday was a very long and drawn out day. Probably one of the worst by far.. One year ago a boy that lived on our street was killed, he was only 7 years old. He was outside on the road playing basketball. It was late out, very dark when a car drove by and accidentally hit him. We all heard the crash, it was so loud it woke Lauren up and brought her to tears. Everyone ran outside to see that the little boy, Dawson McGuire had been hit. He was killed instantly, his ribs broke and pierced his heart. The person who hit Dawson did not stop to see if he was ok, he kept on driving. They never caught the person who murdered Dawson. If the person who hit Dawson would have stopped and made sure he was alright, it would have been considered a terrible accident. But the second that person drove away, it was immediately considered murder. Last night the person who killed Dawson turned himself in. That person is my older brother. I couldn't believe it when I heard. My brother couldn't stand the guilt any longer, he had to confess. My parents are crushed, I am so surprised that my brother would commit such a crime. I know it was an accident, but he should have stopped. My brother now has to spend 4 - 7 years in prison. He is 31 years old and has two kids of his own. The thought of my brother possibly spending 7 years in prison makes me sick. I feel so sorry for my sister in-law and my nephews. But I feel even more sorry for Dawson's family. My brother took the life of an innocent child, Dawson's family will never get their little boy back. My brother's family will..