From The View Of: Christpher Drew
I sighed when I woke up and I began to stretch. It was going to be a long day full of nothing.
At least my birthday had been a few days ago. I was now seventeen but my parents acted like I was eighteen, not that I had a problem with that.
I showered and got dressed before heading out the door and into the front yard. There was a party going on at the neighbours house and I couldn't help but chuckle. Family get togethers never turned out.
I smoked a quick ciggarette before grabbing my shoes and guitar and heading out to the lake.
I really needed a jam session.
From The View Of:Josie Vazquez
My mom handed me a package about the size of a book. I unwrapped the package to reveal a scrapbook. It was all me and my brother. My mother left the room so that I could be alone. This was too much to handle. I missed him so much. I grabbed my purse and the scrapbook and headed out to the lake.
My mom had carefully planned the day but I wasn't going to be there. I just needed to get away. As I began to run towards the lake, I turn back to see my mother standing on the lawn staring at me. I wanted to apologize to her but I really just needed to be alone. I desperatly needed some "me" time.
My brother had been like my best friend. I almost had a social life when he was around and now he was gone and I was invisable. I needed to get to the lake. I needed to get to sanity. I wondered if sanity even still existed. The lake was in view now and I was so greatful. I started nibbling my finger nails as I approached the lake. It was a very bad habit that I really had to break.
My brother and I had worked out a system. Dancing was a replacement to biting my nails. My dancing wasn't public knowledge but my brother had seen it and he had encouraged me to keep dancing. I began to dance towards the lake but when I arrived, somebody else was already there.
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Losing It
RomansaWhat would you do if your heart was broken? Wouldn't you go crazy? That's exactly what Christopher is trying not to do. Being invisable isn't that fun either. If nobody noticed you and you noticed everybody, wouldn't you feel just a little bit left...