Glory and Gore | phan

fire

It is only going to get worse.

Nothing is easy now.

I have to fight just to survive.

Who would want to live in a place like this?

.....

All I could do was cry. The fire was only warming my legs. The rest of me was cold, including my heart.

My stomach was growling. Then I noticed the bag of food that was the cause of my brother's death. He stole it from those thugs to feed us.

I ate quickly, leaving the shells of the peanuts in my mouth for the salt.

I glanced over to the spot where he laid with a blanket draped over him. I couldn't bare to look.

I snuffed out the fire and pulled the sleeping bag over my body as I tried to sleep. I didn't and couldn't.

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Sorry it's short and been so long! I'll start updating again!