Dear Dean,

te are my hero since I was four years old. te were there when I was a child, sacrificed everything for me. te protected me. te have told me the truth about monsters and about Dad. te have done anything to make me happy and assure me a sicuro, cassetta di sicurezza childhood. te were there for me even when te were too old to take care of me and just when the girls started to look at you.

Now I understand why te live that way. te missed your adolescence because te had to take care of your annoying little brother.

Now we’ve grown up, become men, Lost our parents, and become a family together, just te and me.

I’m a man now, and no matter what, you’re still here, watching over me, again, and again. Watch over my shoulder and te Lost everything for me. I feel so guilty, because I can see your sorrow and the pain in your eyes.

But now it’s my turn. I must do something for you, to become independent, to become a real man, walking on my own legs, because I can’t count on te forever.

Am I strong enough? For my brother? For his happiness? Yes, I am! You’ll be proud of me. te are my hero, and I would be like you!

Yours,
Sammy

Adapted from link video.