Hi, my name is Barry Lockhart and this is my life. I'm 24 years old Scot and I work two dead-end jobs as a shop assistant and a barista to feed and pay my bills.
I live alone with my younger brother who is 13 years old in a house left to us by my mother and stepfather.
I have no qualifications as well as below-average grades and a few health problems which makes it hard for me to get a good-paying job.
My life has been nothing but a joke, I have no social life outside of work and my only friend is my little brother, Jack.
I do everything I can for him as I know that I'll amount to nothing with my failing heart and fucked lungs.
We have very little money and our parents only left a little money for us along with the house which got paid off just before they passed.
Our family gave us no help and acted like we didn't exist so I had to work even with my poor health the money I got form my benefits wasn't enough.
My brother tried to get a part-time job to help me but I forced him not to and made him focus on his education and friends.
Even though we are poor I make sure my brother has everything any kid his age has as well as buying him a gaming pc paying for all his subscriptions to Netflix, Prime, Disney Plus and more.
He's always been a huge Marvel fan so he always made me sit down and watch the movies with him as well as getting me to buy him some comics.
Me and my brother are like night and day, he's a social butterfly and is intelligent as well as very witty, while I'm quiet and as dumb as a rock and only talk when needed, I'm not shy but I just have nothing to say.
We also look nothing alike, with him having pitch-black hair and green eyes while I have ginger hair and dull blue eyes.
This weekend I managed to book some time off to sit down and relax as well as binge-watch LOKI with him.
I myself, don't really pay attention to any of it and just scroll through my phone most of the time but I do watch some of the stuff.
Right now though I don't think that's going to happen as I seem to be missing my lower half and bleeding profusely.
I can't really remember what happened, it was all a blur. One minute I'm walking down the street the next there is a loud noise and I'm sent flying.
I can see a car door not far from me covered in blood as well as a pair of legs that are probably mine.
I can't move my body or feel it for that matter I can't even breathe.
all I can do is move my blurry eyes and listen to the ringing in my ears as the darkness slowly starts creeping in.
I don't want to die yet.
