As I fly freely through the sky and feel the wind against my face, I remind myself once again. "This is just a dream. Enjoy it while you can, because another day awaits you." Then I hear the chime of the alarm clock and feel myself fall. I fell right onto my bedroom floor with the ringing headache chased by a terrible laughter.
There stood my younger brother, Vincent laughing as if he seen a comedy.
"I don't understand what's so funny." I said, trying to keep calm.
"The look on your face when I flipped your bed was priceless!" He busted out laughing. "Happy birthday, faggot." He added.
March the thirteenth, and on a Friday. My life is nothing but bad luck. As I stood up, Vincent left my room to get dressed and I began doing the same. For twelve years I put up with him, but that's what brothers do, right?
As I picked out a pair of blue jeans and a black long sleeve shirt, I started to put them on. Afterwards I grabbed a red short sleeve shirt with the school's logo on it and put it on as well. "Almost done." I mumbled.
I did the other necessary acquirements for my attire and combed my blonde hair over my left eye. My so called defected eye. Instead of being blue like my right eye, it was red. I try to hide it because people always stare at it or say its fake. But I could care less if it didn't make so much drama.
I gather my stuff, walk to the top of the driveway and wait for the bus. Once it arrived, I quickly picked my seat and like normal, Vincent sat behind me and hit the back of my seat the whole ride.
"Just one more year and I can move out." I mumbled, reminding myself. The bus was chaotic like normal. Children throwing papers and pencils, screaming and shouting, the bus driver slamming on the brakes and yelling for everyone to stop. But of course, its pointless because nobody listens.
After finally making it to the high school, I quickly get off so that the younger kids won't grab my stuff and pull like they always do.
Hey guys, sorry that this is short, I kind of waited at the last minute to do it, but I plan on making them longer. I hope you enjoyed so far.
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Abraham Anderson
General FictionAfter years of mental abuse, a teen takes the life of his brother and ends up in an asylum where he meets someone who actually treats him like a human.
