the Last Angel

Morning Run

Chapter 1

2 months ago...

Its was eight in the morning my little brother Nate play outside our house he just turn six and he always love to ask questions.

"Why the ants are small"

"Why he needs to flush the toilet whenever he use it and why should he need to pee in the toilet bowl, when it's comfortable to pee in his short."

"Why fish don't have feet"...

I went outside just to make fun with him, I love it when he believe everything I said to him, there's one time when I said to Nate that when he turns ten he is force to go to our neighbor's house and sleep there for a week, since I told him that he always went to our neighbor's front door every morning and said "good morning sir" to Mr. Torres who I guess beginning to like it because after Nate went there when he came back he always have an apple with him sometimes an orange, well Mr. Torres owns a fruit stall in the town market , I don't know why Nate goes there every morning, maybe he just preparing himself so he wont be shy when that day come when he must to sleep over to our neighbor's house. Very smart kid always prepared ha-ha.

Nate is my half brother we have the same mother, he is son of my stepdad I mean used to be my stepdad my mom filed a divorced in him. He was caught selling illegal drugs and using it of course, his been in prison for almost 2 years now, he punch a police officer and he killed an inmate inside the prison that's what I have heard but I guess killing is not his forte he cant even kill a cockroach... I guess he will be in the prison a couple of years and so.

Gringo that's the name of my stepdad his not that bad but his really weird, strange, out of the ordinary well in short lets call him crazy... and you know what we have a sound proof room in our old house. He said every house must have a sound proof room. Maybe it's the effect of drugs the way he was acting, I even heard him shouting "Leave me alone"...even if he is just alone. Gringo is a typical good looking guy no wonders my mom married him, he had this charming look. well enough of Gringo lets talk about my dad hmmm ...my real dad well I have no idea where he was, he left us when I was just Nate age I guess much even younger. So that's it for my real dad.

"Michael I've already figure out how to bake cookies..." shouted Nate while running to meet me at the front door.

"Well that's good to hear Nate, next time you bake me lasagna huh?" I said to him then punch him lightly in his chest.

"What is a Lasagna?" Nate face became very excited it's the same face when I told him that angels exist, even I did not see one.

He went inside our house energized running to meet my mom. The houses in this street is actually look the same if your first time here you probably knock on the wrong door.

"Mom teach me how to bake lasagna!" shouted Nate while running to the kitchen.

It puts a smile in my face whenever I see him happy. Nate is quite a cute boy in his age, my girl classmates like to squeeze his cheek whenever we have a home study in our old house. Nate is really talkative, he loves to tell how his day went and even his dream he said his dream was something like talking to a very huge man with feathers. I just laugh at him whenever he tells his silly dreams. I don't know if it's weird or cool but I never heard him cry usually kids at that age cry a lot when they need something but Nate not a typical kid. My mom told me once when he was giving birth to Nate that the Doctor taught the baby was dead when he came out to my mother's womb it took a while before he cry then he stop... and he smile. I don't know if my mom just making fun of me but honestly I never heard him cry.