1. Crush
compress or squeeze forcefully so as to break, damage, or distort in shape.
I'm going to use this crush, not like crushing on someone.
Liam cried as he was crushed under his three year old brother's weight. Liam had shrunk down to the size of a pointer finger and of course the first one to find him was a three year old.
The first thing the child did to him was hold him in a tight grip playfully, then he was shoved in his back pocket.
It reeked.
Liam could smell his brother starting to pass his stool and the smell was horrible. He wanted to cry.
In fact the smell got so bad his eyes watered, and he couldn't get any new air to come in. His little brother kept running around everywhere, which also caused to his passing out.
When Liam woke up he didn't know how long it had been, all he knew was that he was extremely exhausted. He didn't have food for about three days, his family already reported him as a 'missing person.'
But he wasn't missing, he didn't leave, he was right here.
If only they noticed.
Tears filled his eyes as he crawled out of his brother's pants.
It looked like he had gotten changed...so that's why these pants weren't on him anymore. He sighed in relief as he accidentally slipped down the laundry basket.
He winched in pain as he fell to the ground, but... it was better than getting thrown in the washing machine. He silently thanked his mom for not doing it yet. He sighed. He was so tired. He crawled under the washing machine and started to cry himself to sleep.
He just wanted help.
Lucas was in a glum mood. The 14 year old just came home to find the same disappointing news. Liam was not here. Lucas was Liam's older twin brother. By two minutes :). But they didn't really look anything alike.
Liam had pale skin with hazel eyes, and dirty blond hair. He was the skinnier of the pair, and wasn't too social.
Lucas had jet black hair, with blue crystal eyes and tan skin. He had a bigger build out of the two, and was a bit more healthier. He was a social butterfly as he was the Captain of his football team.
Polar opposites.
He turned around to see his little brother grabbing for him, craving his attention. Lucas smirked as he picked up the little one.
This baby wouldn't even hurt a fly. He thought to himself as he smiled sadly.
He missed his twin dearly.
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Liam coughed as he started to wake up again. Dirt was smeared all over him from the floor, it was so bad.
He grunted as he try to get some of this dirt off. He felt his eyes watering as his nose try to sniff in particles that weren't dirt. Big mistake, he just coughed up dirt again.
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His little ears heard footsteps. He completely froze, as he stayed hidden underneath the washing machine. He silenced his coughs immediately.
It was his mother, she looked sad as she came down to do the laundry. She was carrying his baby sister in her arms as well. His one year old sister giggled in his mother's hands.
Liam held his breath, glad he was trapped with his brother instead of his sister.
As his mother did the laundry, multiple times her feet nearly missed Liam, scaring the poor child to death. Liam was starting to lose it, being so small was taking it's toll.
