I’m alone with Eruan, my little brother. We had a fight recently. I’m not sure if there was a reconciliation after that. Did that fight end at all? I can’t remember. Therefore, I’m not certain if my stay here at home will be enjoyable.
My anger towards him has faded anyway; that’s how easy I let go of disagreements and momentary feelings of antipathy. I slept it all off, I believe. I even forgot the things I said to him and the hurtful things he might have said to me. I guess this is what brotherly and sisterly love really is.
That isn’t the current preoccupation of my mind, however. I am more concerned with what tomorrow might bring…
School… school… school… will it let me be cool?
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Cari's Vignettes
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