You sit wrapped up in a warm blanket on the sofa. The warm fire washes your cares away. Mom is in the kitchen making cookies. You close your eyes, feeling at peace. Your eyes shoot open when you hear the faint sound of a guitar being played. Your eyes search the room frantically. Then they land on the vent. Your brother is playing in the basement. You haven't heard him play in years.
"That girl got him playing again." Mom says as she hands you a chocolate chip cookie. Your skin tingles from the burns you keep getting. You just keep hearing things about that girl! You were the one who got him to play. You let one tear fall, this was all your fault. Maybe you should have been more like your old friends; non loving. Mom rubbed your back ," Lets get you yo your room." She knows what you were feeling, there no hiding it.
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And Then One Day
Short StoryA girl stuck in her mind. Stuck in her wheel chair. Life is dull for Corrine after the accident. Until one day... Walk through Corrine's emotions in a second person point of view. This story was made as a class project and I was told by many classma...
