I'm sorry...

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--- Jimmy's POV ---

It's been five months now since Greg ran away. I blamed myself when he ran away. Here it is, five months later, and I'm still blaming myself. I always will too. 'Promise...?' 'Of course..!' I broke my promise... I told him I wouldn't get angry.. I promised him! And now he's gone.. just because I couldn't control my temper.

Ever since then, I've tried my hardest to stay calm. It hasn't been easy, but I've managed to go an entire month without getting angry. Of course, I have good motivation. Every time I get upset, all I can think about is Gregory. He was so young and innocent... and now he's dead.... just like mama... and papa... my entire family is gone.... I sighed and bit my pillow. I'd rather bite this pillow to death than let my anger get the best of me again. I learned a lesson... but I had to learn it the hard way,

They found Greg at our house. Or, our old house. The one we lived in with mom.. he was upstairs in his bed. According to the police, he was sitting up, frozen to death and possibly starved. The thought of him frozen and starving still scares me. He must have been in so much pain. So scared... I can't imagine what he was thinking. He was probably still upset with me... I bet he was thinking about me before he... fell asleep... he must've died angry at me. I bit the pillow harder and felt my eyes water. I miss him so much..! I wish I have never done that! If I had his stayed calm! If I had just kept my promise...! I'm sorry, Gregory... I wish I could tell you that! I'm so, so sorry, Gregory!!!

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