'Life SUCKS. I mean, I can barely afford a car due to inflation! I guess life was like, 'Here's a crap ton of stuff to deal with' My mom says I have problems or, smth.
So that's why I'm writing in this stupid diary or whatever, I'm 24, mom! I have to do like, 2000 words each day or else I'll get myself a lecture about 'how feelings are important'. So let me introduce myself.
My name is Matthew Liam, I'm 24 years old, turning 25 this year. I have two older brothers that are WAY too protective of me, even though my older brother, Richard, was a bit messed up in the head. I like Animal Crossing, Coke, sleep, and playing guitar. I finally got a job at this office or... whatever. I have one best friend, Caleb Ian. My dad is awesome, he has this cool modern train set that has can play ANY song. My mom is okay, I mean, she ALWAYS tries to get me a girlfriend.
The first try was Leah, she was blond and had green eyes, don't get me wrong, shes beautiful and nice, but not my type, Next was Anna. She had brown hair and brown eyes, my eyes burned when I saw her jewelry, not my type. I can go on and on and on of the girlfriends I had in the past, but I bet you, whoever found my diary and started reading it, is waiting to read my secrets. I'm not telling you my secrets. They're safe in my BRAIN. I also like watching Sam and Colby. It's around 6am right now or if your fancy its ten past six. I need some dam sleep. Get it? Dam? From that one book? You kno- never mind.'
Matthew shut his diary, he just got back from work. He ran a hand through his knotted, light brown caramel hair as he tried to comb it with his fingers. Matthew went into the bathroom and looked at himself in the mirror, a pair of bright green eyes starring back at him. An ugly scar going across his neck. He shoved off his jeans and shirt, leaving him in his boxer, he brushed his teeth, and turned on the shower, when it turned hot, he shoved off his boxers and went into the shower. Matthew always got the conditioner and shampoo order, so, he just puts on whatever he feels like comes first, which is normally shampoo. Matthew always questioned why the shampoo smelt like pineapple paradise, but he shrugged it off. He washed his body with the bar soap. He shut off the shower, almost slipping in the process. Matthew put on a 'My Chemical Romance' T-shirt and sweat pants. He lived with his parents and he was gonna buy an apartment next summer. He already saved 10k, the apartment's rent was 1.9k a month. Inflation took a toll on him, so as COVID 19.
Matthew's bedroom door opened, wasn't Matthew home alone? He didn't leave the door unlocked? He locked it, or did he? His mum and dad were at the stor-
It was his eldest brother, James.
Then, after the element of surprise, Matthew yelled at his brother. "James what the bloody hell! You scared the crap out of me!" James only laughed, amused, then said, "Oh please, you're just a scaredy cat!" Matthew rolled his eyes "Shut up, James." The eldest brother was 26, turning 27 this year. James was blond, and had dark brown eyes, every girl at Jame's workplace dream boy.. James was about 6'1, Matthew was secretly jealous of Matthew's height, since he was only 5'6. James had that sweet voice that would make girls trip and die. James looked around his youngest brother's room, and frowned. His voice was stern. "I thought you cleaned up all the bottles? You better not be drinking again." James was concerned, his youngest brother was an alcoholic, he always tried to get the truth out of Matthew, to try and find out why he drunk so much. James still made no progress, but he was still determined. "Oh please, I'm not 10, don't mother me." Matthew said, about to punch James. James pinned both of his brothers' wrists onto the wall, to prevent Matthew from punching him. Then, James got right up in his face. "You better not be drinking again, you promised you'd quit, are you lying to your big brother? Hmm?" James scoffed.
Richard, the middle child, burst in. "HEY EVERYONE!" Richard screamed out. Richard was 25, turning 26 this year. Richard was about 5'11. Richard worked at a flower shop around the corner. Matthew swore to God that Richard, he had way too much energy.. James sighed and turned to Richard. "Richard, can you not?" Richard giggled "Whatttt? "IonlyjustcleanedtheentirehouseandmaybegotdistractedoverPepperandplayedwithhimforabit!" Richard said, talking too fast for the brothers to understand. Matthew sighed and said in an unamused voice "Is mum and dad still at the store?" Richard rolled his eyes "You sound so British. Mum" Richard mocked, as James he let go of his brother's wrists. James grabbed Matthew by the hair and dragged him to the dinner table. Richard followed along, carrying their cat, Sir Fluffy, who was a male rag doll cat, which Matthew was 89% sure that Richard fed too much . "We need to talk." Those were the four words that Matthew dreaded so much.
Everybody knows that when you get dragged or called to the dinning room table, its a serious talk whenever it was about 'The Talk', when you learn about where babies come from, or your report card, which you either get straight A's or F's. Matthew was gonna get the talk about his alcoholism.
This is the end for Part One :D I'm doing my best to balance this and school. I hope you really liked it, I did my best editing it since I made this from pure imagination :D. This may not be realistic since I don't have any siblings and don't know what its like, so, have a nice day and goodbye - Love, Author <3
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