The door unlocked and opened. Nurses and two doctors rushed in and tres to save her while my mom just sobbed staring at mia. I wasn't sad. I didn't cry. I didn't get angry. I didn't do anything. I stood looking at my happy dead sister. She was ten years old. I look at the clock by her bed. 1200. Happy birthday to me. I walked out of the room, my mom crying and shouting at me. I left the hospital and walked. I didn't have to run anymore. There was no one to run for. I walked and walked. I didn't go anywhere. Cars passed me like daggers as I walked. The houses were beautiful in an ugly way. A stray cat started following me. A black and white cat, it was just a kitten. It looked less then a year old. It's cold outside. I picked up the cold kitten and looked at its eyes. This is my sister. This little kitten is Mia. I ripped the sleeve of my shirt off and somewhat wrapped it around the kitten. It cuddled up against my chest while purring. I walked with the kitten in my arms. I walked until we were out of town. The road continued into a beautiful grass and flower field. I walked through the grass until i reached a cliff. I sat a foot away from edge and set the sleeping kitten in my lap. My phone kept vibrating from what i assumed was messages. I powered it off and laid back. I stared at the stars. You don't see many stars in New York. The kitten crawled to my chest and got comfortable on it. I got comfortable on the grass. I ripped off apart of my other sleeve and turned it into a small blanket for the cat. I went back to staring at the stars. I fell asleep. When I woke up it was light out. The cat was next to my left leg. I sat up and stared pass the cliff. I picked up the kitten and started walking back to town. Back to hell.
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FanfictionThis is the story of Karl jacobs trying to find himself and learn who he is Death Self harm Eating disorders Disassociation disorder (?) Body dysmorphia Homophobia Transphobia And other touchy topics The emotions and stuff my be over dramatic btw...
