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I had a brother.

But now I don't.

It's funny how things like that happen.

One minute they're there, and alive, and giving you encouraging words... and the next...

They're gone.

Losing a loved one is like trying to erase something on paper, but the mark never truly goes away.  And if you keep trying to erase that mark eventually you'll tear your fragile paper.

But, let's start at the beginning, shall we?

My name is Kana Sato.  I was born into a poor family with a druggie mom and no dad.  But, I wasn't completely alone.  I had him.   My big brother.   Mamoru.  He was caring, strong, and smart even though we never had enough money to enroll in a school.  He was my idol.

And then he wasn't.

It was a rainy night.  We had left home to try and steal out of some people's pockets.   I always reminded myself that my family needed it more than them.  It was a selfish thought. 

I always worried, what if I took something important?  Then I'd feel the need to give it back and apologize.  But I never did.   I was only nine at the time, but I knew how the world worked.   I was more aware than others.

But I wasn't aware that my fifteen-year-old brother had been pulled into a cold and dark alleyway.

When I'd noticed he was missing I stuck my hand into my ragged satchel and laid my hand on the handgun my brother got us.  I was so scared when he gave it to me.  He said it was for protection.   But, I was confused; why would I need a gun when I have my big brother?

But, at that moment, I was alone and standing in the middle of a deserted sidewalk.  It made sense there was no one around.  It was dark.  And raining.  And I was so, so scared.

Where is Mamoru?  I kept asking myself, my eyes darting around before finally resting them upon an alleyway where I could hear faint mumbling.  Whoever was talking sounded mad.

I peeked my head around the corner and froze.

It was my big brother and a man.  The man was pointing a gun at his head.  Why?  The karma of it all left a bitter taste in my mouth.  Or was that the blood from me biting down on my tongue too hard?   I couldn't tell.

I watched, petrified.  I didn't know what to do.  What was I supposed to do?  I was so tiny and scrawny, I could only make things worse by intervening. 

Was what I thought years ago, but what if I could've changed everything by intervening?  Could I have provided support?

"Give me your bag you brat!" The scruffy man yelled, but Mamoru refused, shaking his head stubbornly and backing up.

"No! My sister bought this for me!"  That's right.   I remembered it was his thirteenth birthday and I had managed to scrape up enough money to buy him a brand new bag.  A warm feeling enveloped my heart before quickly turning ice-cold when the man and Mamoru started to struggle for the bag.

The man was carelessly pushing against Mamoru with his gun pointed directly at my brother's chest.  Still, Mamoru persisted, his eyes narrowed.

"Get off!-"

BANG!

It's strange to see the life leave someone's eyes.  To see someone die and their own life flash before your eyes.

Mamoru tucking me in bed.

I clutched the gun in my bag.

Mamoru giving me a meal all to myself so I'd have something to eat.

I took the gun out.

Mamoru holding me.

I pointed it at the back of the man's head.

Mamoru.

Click.

My only big brother.

BANG!

It's even more abnormal to watch the life leave the eyes of a total stranger.

I was nine years old.

And I had killed someone in cold blood.





Kana shot up in bed, breathing heavily with sweat etching down her temples. She looked around frantically before realizing where she was.

Packed boxes.

Empty floors.

Sun shining through the windows.

Kana inhaled deeply. No dangers except the one of tripping over boxes.

Kana jumped in realization and grabbed her phone, checking the time.

10:35

Kana saw she had a text.

Ema

Hey, Auntie! You said you'd be here by nine, are you running late? You're moving in today still, aren't you?


"Shit."


˚· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ AUTHOR'S NOTE

OH MY GOD I DID IT! Here it is, the prologue of the NEW "Let this be a Lesson"! Hopefully, you didn't skip through the entire chapter thinking nothing would be different, or else you would've missed some new things.

Anyways, please comment and tell me what you think- especially what you think will happen this time around! I have new things ACTUALLY planned out, and I can't wait to get to them!

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