Adam Ellison was brutally murdered on a night out in Prescot with family and friends on November 4, 2017.
His killer – a knife-wielding masked man on a motorbike – has never been caught.
Here, his grieving sister Nicola Moore, 47, tells Mirror Online how she still speaks to her brother every day.
And she vows to keep fighting until there is justice for Adam.
I speak to my dead brother every day and ask him to come and watch over us.
Every morning as soon as I wake up I talk to him, and last thing at night I wish him a good night.
I’ve called his phone hundreds of times since he was stabbed to death by strangers.
I beg him to pick up, to let me hear his voice one more time.
I want to hear him say ‘I love you’. We said ‘I love you’ to each other every time we spoke.
‘I love you’ was the last thing I said to him when he lay dying on the hospital bed that night on November 4, 2017.
He was just walking through Market Place in Prescot to get chips when he was stabbed in the neck by someone on a motorbike.
And more than one year later his killer is still out there.
To have him taken in such a callous way and for no one to be caught has left us in limbo. We haven’t been able to grieve properly yet.
Someone knows who did it and they have blood on their hands too.
That last night of his life, he said to our parents ‘I don’t think I’ll go out tonight’.
But his friends and cousins who he was to meet convinced him to go.
They deeply regret that now.
One of his cousins was getting married and Adam was supposed to be best man so they had things to plan together.
That night, Adam told them that he was going to propose to his long-term girlfriend Rebecca. They were so excited.
The Crimewatch reconstruction of his murder was hard to watch.
He was just walking down the road to get a bag of chips and the next second he was gone.
People say he was in the wrong place at the wrong time but he wasn’t. He was in his home town, metres from where he worked in Tescos. He was exactly where he should have been.
One of our cousins saw Adam fall. He thought he had been punched. He chased the bike down the street but they rode off with their faces covered by masks.
Adam’s cousins tried to stop him bleeding and his friend gave him CPR while they waited for the ambulance. It must have been horrific for them.
I got a phone call from my auntie that night. When she told me what happened I screamed and fell out of bed.
I kept thinking, ‘it can’t be that bad’ as I rushed to hospital.
My family were already there and the doctors took us into the room where they were working on Adam.
It was awful. He was just lying there surrounded by people pumping his heart.
Mum was begging them not to stop, telling them he was a young, strong boy.
But it was too late. I heard that flat line go and knew he had left us. It was heart-breaking.
I stroked his hair and sang ‘Angel’ so he would know he could go, that he didn’t have to be in pain anymore.
He was just 29. He had his whole life in front of him. He was about to get engaged and he had a good job as a trainee supermarket manager.
It’s been really hard. He was our baby.
It’s like a piece of us is missing now. Seeing mum and dad so down has been heartbreaking.
They’re making Adam’s bedroom up like it’s his again. He moved out in his early 20s so it was a spare room, all brown and beige.
But we’ve been putting his photos in there, and his clothes and things his girlfriend brought back for us from the place they shared.
We took his teddy bears out of storage and put them there too.
I go into the room and say ‘hello’ to him. It’s heartbreaking but it’s nice to sit on the bed and talk to him.
I look at his pictures. He modelled a bit before and he took the best picture out of all of us.
I try to remember the good times because we had lots of good times. He had a great sense of humour and an amazing laugh.
Some days you think it’s not real but then it hits you that he’s not here anymore.
His death has impacted so many people.
Now, we want his killer to be caught.
Please let this year by our year. We’ve just felt stuck and helpless and we need justice.
And when I walk through Prescot I can’t help wondering if the person in the hood across the street is my baby brother’s killer.
They’ve got off with it once so why wouldn’t they do it again?
I’m terrified every time my own children leave the house in case they don’t come back.
His killer is a danger to society and someone out there knows who they are. It’s time they stopped protecting them. Their family will still be able to speak to them on the phone and visit them in prison but we’ll never see Adam again.
And he was so vibrant and fun it’s hard to understand that he’s really gone.
He loved to walk so we printed scenes of the Yorkshire Dales on his coffin and the lid was covered in a blue sky. His little dog was printed on it too with her paw prints. His coffin was as bright and original as he was.
We want people to know the wonderful person Adam was.
He was kind and thoughtful and he used to fundraise for charities.
So now we’ve set up a charity in his name called Achieving Dreams and Memories (ADAM) which is already working with communities to tackle knife crime.
Our whole family miss him so much. I miss his hugs. My sister and I said today that when we meet him in heaven we’re going to give him a 24-hour sister hug.
We were so close. The three of us had a siblings’ WhatsApp group where we planned surprises for family or get-togethers.
The last message from Adam was about trying to plan a dinner for his 30 birthday in February.
But he was killed before that could happen.
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Anyone with information on Adam’s death can call Merseyside Police on 101 or Crimestoppers, anonymously, on 0800 555 111.
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