My brother Burac Oksuzoglu was born on the 16th of december 1984, two years younger then me.

My brother was diagnosed with cancer at the tender age of 3yrs old, a few weeks before his 4th birthday he had his leg amputated fully!!

But this didnt defeat him my brother defeated cancer and his disability, we were all so proud of him he over came his fears learned how to ride a bicycle and even owned a moped.

But lady luck was not to be on our side after years if being cancer free it came back.

Straight away he was started on chemotherapy and radiotherapy when that stopped working they put him on medication called etopside, but unfortunately that stopped working as well his doctor was contemplating surgery for him.

But in the mean time my mum heard of new treatment abroad, delighted with great news from previous patients we wasted no time and flew out there to start treatment.

The doctor out there a few months later sent us back home to london with the great news that he was now cancer free, we flew back on the 17th on september within three weeks of coming back home we found out the devastating news that my little brother only has a few days to live.

It turned out that the doctor abroad was a con artist and we'd been his victim and he sent us home when he knew my brother was dying.

On the 17th of October my brother passed away at 7am with my mum, myself, my nan, two aunts and uncle, exactly one month after we came back from Turkey.
Now instead of  organising a party for the good news we recieved a month ago we now had to organise the funeral of a young man who had been cheated out of life by a greedy man and who was loved by many but couldn't fight no more and his final battle ended with dignity at home with his loved ones beside.
Just before he took his last breath he opened his eyes for one last look ariund the room started crying and looked at everyone as if to say I know your here and I love each and every one of you.

My brother lived a short time but he had succeeded alot of things and was loved by many people around him.

My sweet brother I miss you more than words could describe and wished you were still here beside me there's so much i want to say to you, there's so many times that I need you beside me but the worse is watching mum suffer the way she is.
The only thing that comforts me is knowing that your in a better place where no one can hurt you anymore.

REST IN PEACE BURAC....

To my baby brother who took his last breath and closed his eyes to rest on the 17th of October 2002 aged just 17years old

DEEPLY MISSED BUT NEVER FORGOTTEN AND AS LONG AS MY HEART SHALL BEAT YOU SHALL ALWAYS LIVE ON IN MY HEART AND MEMORY.

LOVE YOU BURAC!!! XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX