It was an average morning. I woke up at five. After I got dressed in my blue jeans and T-shirt, I went down stairs where Keith had her breakfast made.
"Good morning' sunshine", said Keith. "Good morning, where's mom?" She asked. "Work", he said, " sit down, eat your breakfast". Of course, I sat down and started eating. A few seconds later, my little brother got up, and he didn't look good at all. "Sit down eat your breakfast", said Keith. "I'm not hungry", said Bobby. Next thing I knew he went flying through the house to get sick. Keith went running after him. After he was done Keith packed him back in, set him on the bar stool, took his temperature. "100.1", said Keith,"I gotta get you into Dr. Combs". Bobby looked so tired and weak. Then, Bobby grabs my hand and takes me to the living room. Keith follows us. I sat down on the couch and he held his arms out. He wants to be held like a baby when he is sick, and for some reason I am always the one holding him. I picked him up and he laid his head on my shoulder. Oh how he cried. He mumbled "I feel so bad". Keith told me to watch him while he ran into town to fetch Dr. Combs. I turned on the tv, and put it on his favorite show The Brady Bunch, but he didn't budge. He just cried and honestly he was giving me a headache, but I knew he felt awful so I let it go. He jumped out of my arms and ran to the bathroom again so I followed. When he was done I took a cold rag and wiped his mouth and face. Then I helped him change out of his good school clothes and into his night gown. I just let him lay on the bed and dressed him myself. I told him to get up for a second so I could fold his cover, but he was to weak. I held him up on got him cuddled up into his bed. I turned on the tv and said hold on long enough to run through the house turn the tv off and wet another rag for his head. I got him some water in a cup an got him a blue straw. blue is his favorite color. I couldn't get him to drink much, but what little bit I could get him to drink I thought would help. I also got him a five gallon bucket, just in case he got sick again. After I got him situated of course he said "I want to lay on the couch". So I took him and all his stuff in there.I turned on the tv but of course the Brady Bunch went off. After searching through the 10-15 channels I found Scooby Doo. Thank you lord I thought. When I started cleaning up the kitchen to help Keith, Keith and Doc Combs got here. After Dr. Combs examined Bobby he said he had a bad case of the flu. He gave us some antibiotics and a list of stuff he should eat.
After bobby took his first dose of antibiotics he fell asleep and Dr. Combs left. Me and Keith went into the kitchen. He set down at the kitchen table and said "I am exhausted". I told him I would stay home and get all the work done and that it was his day off. After fussing for about 15 minutes he said fine and went in the living room with Bobby. After I got done cleaning the kitchen I fed the farm and made lunch. Chicken, biscuits, and beans, a typical meal at the Denton household. I got Keith to eat and then Bobby was the hard part. He had to use the bathroom and Keith helped him with that for me. I got bobby some strawberries, I wasn't gonna even try giving him beans and biscuits. He ate about three strawberries and said he was full. It broke my heart because if he gets strawberries he eats at least fifteen. It was three thirty and someone was knocking on the door. It was Justin, we always check on each other when we're not at school, were next door neighbors. He came in and stayed with me while Keith went into town. We talked and decided when Keith got back we would walk up to school together and pick up mine and Bobby's homework. Next thing we knew Keith got back and we left. We were walking down the pasture and about half way down Justin said
"I forgot to tell you, we got a new student today. His name is Jacob. He is pretty cool me, Mary, Kate, and Matt hung out with him today." "Oh, where did he move to?" "That old house by the lake, it still needs a lot of work." "Ya.. Maybe my dad and Keith can help" "Kim..." "Oh my god I can't believe I just said that" "Kim it's ok just calm down" I started crying, I couldn't help it . Justin said "Come here", and held his arms out. I cried for a long time, I just couldn't stop. "Kim, your dad was a great man" I balled like a baby . Then Justin held me back and wiped my eyes. He said "You're ok, your strong, and your done crying". I don't know how he does it but he always helps. I stopped and we went onto school. I got mine an Bobby's homework. When we walked outside I said "Thank you so much" "For what?" "Being their for me.." "you don't have to thank me, you're my best friend and I will always be there for you whenever you need me." "thanks" "stop that" "I'm sorry" "come on kinder let's go home." "alright" when I got home it was about five. I heated up dinner and started on my homework. algebra ugh. Keith looked pretty stressed. I asked him "what's wrong?" "I'm just thinking..." "bout what?" "Life two years ago" I knew exactly what he meant... dad. "It was easier wasn't it" "Yeah..." "I don't know how he did it" I told him "I wonder that all the time" I saw a tear run down his face. Then he left the kitchen and went into his room and shut the door. When mom got home she went straight to bed. After I knew her and bob went to sleep I went to Keith's room. He was sitting up looking at old photo's. I could tell he had been crying. I asked him, "Can we talk?'' He said "I guess". I walked into his room, shut the door, and sat down next to him on the bed. I started rubbing his back with my hand. He didn't say anything for the dirt ten or fifteen minutes. Then he said '' I miss him so much" , and hugged me and cried and cried. I hugged him so tight, and then I started crying too. He told me life is so hard and I wasn't ready and all I could get out is I know I wasn't either. After we were done crying I told him "You know you never ate your dinner" He smiled and went into the kitchen and ate. Then he told me I love you so much, I wish I could do better. Then I told him your doing great and I love you too. Then he said I need to get some sleep and we both went too bed.
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Kinderella: A new kind of cinderella story
RandomHey everybody, I have never really wrote a story, so this is my first shot. I hope you like it