THE INNOCENT

The Incident

There's a time in life where we all ask ourselves that same question; "Why me?" I asked myself this question when my older brother, Soren, died. He was my best friend. He was the only one I talked to, and now he's gone. Gone forever.

Soren was a curious kid. He was always wondering what other people were up too. Especially his friends. Everytime I turned around, he would be trying to "hook up" with his friends. Sky, to be exact. Sky was amazing. I loved it whenever she came over. She was always nice to me and comforted me when I was down. But now that Soren is gone, that doesn't matter anymore.

Soren died because of cuts. Deep cuts. He was as some people would call, "an emo". One time, he got extremely depressed when our parents got drunk and beat him. It was a dark day for us, because if he couldn't do anything, than we certainly couldn't. So as a result, he started to use self- harm against himself.

He started to listen to dark music and wearing a lot of black. There was no way I could help him, so I, reluctantly, let him do his thing. That was the worst mistake of my life. That was the turning point; where it all began.

I walk outside of the mall.

All of those memories start coming back to me. I need to get my mind off it. I get into my car, put my hand on the steering wheel, and pause. Before my very eyes, there was... a ghost. He was a human that was covered in rags and had a well defined face.

My heart is racing. He just popped out of no where. I start my engine, and reverse out of the parking lot. While I am trying to escape, I saw him in my mirror. He looked like he wasn't moving at all. He was just... gliding forward.

I kept going, and then suddenly, I crashed. I crashed into an invisible wall.