My Nephew died two weeks ago.
He was ten years old, we played Total Warhammer 2 on Monday the 18th of January and spoke via Discord. He went to bed and didn't wake up anymore.
We don't know what happened or when exactly he died. Last time his mother checked on him was around 11 p.m. He didn't complain about pain, he was healthy, he didn't fall, didn't hurt himself.
My brother and sister in law are both medical doctors, the bedroom doors are always open, medical emergency equipment was just a couple meters away (defibrillator included) because my sister in law was on emergency service. Nobody heard something, she found him dead in the morning. Tried to reanimate him, but he was long gone.
Prosecutor went all in: Full Autopsy, Toxicology, DNA testing for rare diseases. Everything came back negative. Causality isn't excluded here, there was a reason, something must have happened. We just don't know what, but the reason doesn't change anything: He is gone.
Loosing somebody you love is always terrible, I get it. But it wasn't his turn to go.
Michael was ten, he always smiled, he loved his family and his little brother. He loved reading, he got a dozen fantasy books for christmas and he nearly finished all of them before he died. He loved Star Wars, Harry Potter and all kind of and fantasy stories. He played paino and horn, did Martial Arts, and loved the sea and sailing. He was always curious and asked us non stop questions about everything.
He made the life of everybody around him better and I will miss him till my own last breath leaves my lips. We all are trapped in a nightmare since. I try to be there for my family, but I often cry. There are no words that can help me to express how much I miss him and how much pain I'm feeling. Every single memory is torture.
This was him: