Have you ever been so cold that you can barely blink your eyes?
Cold.
Just that word makes my body turn one degree chillier.
Sitting on the curb waiting for my brother to get back.
He left on "business," which in his case means working as a cashier at Kroger's, but today he's taking longer than usual. I decide to lay down and catch the rare warmth that still might be lingering around in the air. I clench my sweatshirt harder than usual, the cold winter air makes my teeth chatter. I turn grab my book bag and take my notebook out. I flip pages, page by page, slightly glancing at everything I've ever written down on the paper. I grab a pencil, a blue mechanical one to be exact, and start writing, drawing, sketching, and doodling. Anything to make me feel better, because right now I just feel stuck, worthless, and confused.
Everything that happened today, happened for a reason. And most of those things were "my fault."
I continued my usually pitiful thinking, until I was interrupted by a tap on my shoulder. I looked up and saw my brother, anger filled his eyes. I stared into his eyes and I could see my brother calling for help. But I could tell I was too late to try and save him.
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Alone
Teen FictionHave you gone through so much that it takes a toll on you emotionally and physically? Yeah, so has a 14-year old named Asia, she's been so much in life, she's tried her best to help and fix things but that made them worst. And to make matters worst...
