I've been listening to Linkin Park for years and they've always helped me through difficult times, whenever I was in a bad mood they were there. Now I'll tell you the story. I was is the car with my father, my brother and my father's partner. Then he puts a cd and it was them. I was struck by Chaz's voice, so delicate at first and then so... strong. He screamed everything he felt: anger, frustration, sadness, all in simple words. I followed his example and talked about my problems, and now I'm fine. When I heard about his death I was destroyed... My big brother ... was dead? I cried a lot that day, it was terrible. I just want to say one thing: don't insult him just because he made that mistake, he was an amazing person. Kind, nice, helpful... and some insult him just because he tied a rope around his neck and let himself go. Please don't do it. <Who cares if one more light goes out?> <Well, we do.>