my cousin

My hero is my cousin, his name is Leo. He was born in France. He has blond hair, blue eyes. He often wore a bandana. He was tall and smiling. This person is very important for me and I love him forever.

I admire him because he always laughed and was smiling no matter the situation. He helped me every time, he never let me down. He taught me a lot of things like to ride a bike, to swim, ... He loved to draw and he passed to me his passion, we often drew together. I do a lot of things with him, I had much memories with him. He was doing what he wanted without worrying about other. Léo is my cousin, Léo is my hero.

For me, a hero is person who help you to build your own wings, a hero doesn't run from the unknown. My cousin didn't run from the unknown, he tried to find the strength to embrace it. I admire my cousin because he was very courageous, brave and optimistic.

Léo and meManonBut now, he is dead. He died on 24th December 2016 in a car crash. When I learnt about the news, I was very devastated, I had the impression that part of me is dead with him. Now, I fight for him, I try to do the best I can do to honor his memory, I always think of him.