The Murder House

I dont know you.

I wake up at 5:00 in the morning and stand up out of bed. I turn on my room light to see a boy, a little older than me sitting on my bed. "Why are you here, I don't know you." He speaks in a monotone voice. "And I don't know you, what are you here?" He winks, I guess he was feeling accomplished with a "smart" comeback.

I sit beside him on my bed and look at him. "You know, you're the second person to just invite themselves into my room." He shrugs off what I just said and changes the subject. "Well, I'm Taint, what's your name?" I roll my eyes but answer anyways. "My name is Brent Adams."

I get up to walk out of my room and Taint stops me. "Where're you going at 5:23 in the morning?" I continue to walk out of my room. "Outside, to smoke a cigarette." He follows me out of my room and out of the house.

"Do you have a lighter?" He pulls a lighter out of his pocket and hands it to me. "Thanks." He looks at me intensely for a few seconds. "So, who was the other person in your room?" I think about what her name was when it suddenly pops into my head. "Her name was Violet, do you know her?"

He nods his head. "Yeah... I guess you could say I know her." His eyes get teary after he done nodding and wipes his sleeve against his eyes. I sit down in the grass after finishing my cigarette. "Cool, she seems like a really fun girl." After I say this I look over at him just to see that he was gone.

I walk back into the house and stop at the kitchen. Instead of continuing to walk I sit at the table and wait. I lay my head on the table and start to drift off when my dad walks into the room. "Time to get up for school Brent, c'mon you don't wanna miss the bus."