My nephew drove my motorcycle without my permission.
I told him that motorcycle drivers should always wear helmets but he didn't listen.
He had a bad wreck and he injured his head.
When his dad felt for a pulse, he was horrified to learn that he was dead.
As he held his son's lifeless body, he cried and cried.
It tore us all up when he died.
Because it was my motorcycle, my brother blames me.
He said I killed his son and his entire family agrees.
If my nephew had been wearing a helmet, his life wouldn't have came to an end.
Now I'm in misery because of his death and because my brother never wants to see me again.