Insanity In Sanity

A Running Break

Inciting arguments, but not facing them. That was my sister's specialty on that day. It was a Friday. A break from school had just started, and I was looking foreward to some rest. I didn't sleep that first night though.

My little brother had fallen, and bit the side of his cheek really badly. Before my mom knew that was all, she was afraid she was going to have to take him to the ER. My sister was talking to a friend on my mom's phone, so she told her to get off of it.

After a good five minuites she did, but she was very unhappy about it. By the time she was off the phone my mom had detirmined that there was no emergency. My sister flipped out asking why she had to get off the phone if there was no emergency. My mom explained that she hadn't know what had happened when she told her to get off the phone.

My step dad got mad that she took so long to get off the phone, and scaracitaclly "thanked" her for her concern over her little brother. My sister rose up to the challange, and said she couldn't hear anything in her room. My step dad called her lie, and yelled at her. My sister got pissed off, and ran out of the house.

My mom chased after her, and didn't come back for twenty minutes. When she did come back she didn't have my sister with her. She was on the phone with the police, telling them what had happened. She headed back out, this time driving, but she didn't find her.

The sheriff showed up, and began to take a report. He entered it into his system, and left, promising to do another check of the area for her. After ten or so minutes he came back to the house, and told us they had received a call saying there was a girl down the road asking to use the phone of some strangers. It was about midnight, so they called the police.

My mom went with the sheriff down to the house, and who knows what happened.

I didn't sleep that night. My mom came into my room around one, telling me that she was going to the ER with my sister. I nodded, but didn't really respond. She told me to try to sleep. So I did. I tried. Sometime around five in the morning I managed to begin to rest by nine I was up and about. Some how I wasn't completely exhausted. It must have been some kind of adrenaline or such, because I got through the whole day.

Still, I couldn't sleep the next night. My sister was still in the ER, doing who knows what. All I knew was that I was worried about her. And I was pissed off. In someways I hated her.

She had come home from a hospital stay, and hadn't even lasted twenty four hours before she broke down again. I hated that. My family and I needed a break, needed time to chill out.

Of course our stress levels weren't helped by the fact that my step dad had gotten laid off at work.

At that point it seemed like the world had it out for us. It felt like we were being pushed to the end of our nerve. In the words of Rudyard Kipling, we had to, "If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew / To serve your turn long after they are gone." The words are from his poem "If-" and they are words that I clung to. When I read them as everything was happening, it felt as though they were speaking to me. It felt as though the words had been written to help me. And they did help me.

I was at the end of my everything, but because of Kipling's words I pushed on, forcing myself to keep going. It was hard. It was exhausting. I was so close to collapsing, I needed sleep, but still it evaded me.

Then she came home, and I was afraid of what she might say. I was scared she might accuse someone of something else. We couldn't leave her alone with anyone.

I swear it felt like my break was more stressful than a week of tests at school. And my break had only just begun. I didn't know what the rest of it might have ended up holding.
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So spring break for me is roleplay all day, while thinking about writing something for this. I really do hope to have more soon, but... Roleplaying is life.

If this is bad, it's because I'm distracted, and tired. I'm permanently tired...

Please comment, and help me fix any grammatical mistakes.

IMPORTANT: If you want to have your opinion heard as to magic or no, comment or message me. If you know me outside of Wattpad, tell me! I want your opinion before I decide.

Anyways, have a week to your liking. Don't ask why I said it that way, blame J. Vance, and some other person who shall be nameless.

This chapter goes to one of my roleplay people, who isn't on here (to my knowledge.) NoneButTheStars(Kayla), this is for you! I'll tell you next time I reply to one of our roleplays.

This chapter's song is Growing Pains by Super Junior D&E. It has meaning when it comes to Jamie and her sister, but I won't go into that, figure it out.

Now readers, go do something useful, and quit reading my ranting.