Pg.4
September 11,2018
The air felt wet, the sky a blur in my eyes as I blinked away the water that landed on his face every step felt as if he was falling only being caught by the next step.
The silent streets filled with silence looking to my left. I could see a small boy with a smile on his face wearing a raincoat jumping from puddle to puddle then he looked at me, his eyes golden just as mine. "Hurry up, we have to get home." He said smiling as he sneezed. I paused. 'Brother?' He looked at me. "Come on." Slowly he faded from my sight. 'Karvon... I'm sorry.' With those words I left on my way to my mothers home.
Stepping up to the walkway broken concrete grass grew in between but seemed to die as it did stepping over each crack he paused at the door of the old broken down house the wood once a beatiful oak brown now black and falling down mold along the sides of the home, with a single knock the door creaked slowly opening to a shadow of a home dark old furniture along the dirty carpet looking around it seemed empty only a single chair a rocking chair.
