Today's the third month since he hasn't been alive.

The thought of him, in that crash, losing his life, kills me more and
more all the time. We have been through hell and back ever since it
happened, people have pushed us around, my mom especially. People have
told us to move on and quit grieving over him and get on with our lives.
It is easier said then done. People grieve at their own pace. If it takes
centuries to get over someone loss, then so be it. It will never be the
same in our family ever again. We cry, we hurt, we mourn, we never
forget. My brother leaving this crazy fucked up stupid world, has affected
so many people, nobody will forget him. Him as a person will live on.

My baby brother, was the best thing in the world. He was always there to
make people smile, he was always there when someone needed him, he always
helped kids that were being bullied, when he was bullied himself.

He was an amazing guy anyone could ever meet. He may have been fifteen,
but you wouldn't of known unless he told you.

He's not with us today, because the rules of the road don't seem to be that
clear to some people, the speed limit, is a speed limit, for this particular
reason. Stupidity takes peoples lives.
I just wish it wasn't my brother that it had to take next.

Your memory will live on my baby brother, forever and always.

Rest Easy Morgan <3 I love you so much.