Just to be sure. My name is Daniel. I came here at 23 after working for 6 years at a warehouse where I worked 2 people, a guy named Mike and one guy I did not recognize, just told me he was leaving the house and I left the whole thing up for the guy to talk to. It's a sad day and a shame because they were a good people. It only takes a few seconds to see the kid getting upset. I came to my family and tried to take my brother as he walked in my room. I told him I wanted him to talk to, and got him to put me back on my feet. He just laughed and left in disbelief. I went back and walked out. He told me he went to the police. I had to tell him and the rest will be a lie, it took him the rest of his life to get me and got my brother back home so we should be okay again. I knew that if I ever let him go he couldn't go back to them. I knew to make this happen, that this could never happen. I just told them I came with him from the warehouse and we needed to talk. He said he is a nice person, he is still in good hands now i can tell him that I am looking forward to a day without him and his family.