I was sitting on the window of my room writing in my diary.
I'm feeling down Bc it's the first day without my parents and everyone is gonna ask me if I'm okay. They know I'm not okay but they ask anyways.
"Y/n!" My aunt yells and I put my diary in my purse then head downstairs.
"Yes?" I asked and she has my drunk younger brother on the sink.
"He's wasted," my aunt says and I'm not surprised since our parents died he hasn't controlled his emotions, they are to powerful for him to take in. I take off his jacket and unbutton his shirt then my aunt to throws him in the bath tub.
"Go I got this," my aunt says and I nod going to my porch to sit down. I exhale the air outside and I take out my diary again.
I hope my brother gets better.
"Hi y/n!" My neighbors shout and I wave.
"Hi Mrs.baker," I shout and she smiles. I put my diary away and head back Inside. I go up to my room to my window. I stare outside of it watching the sun finally go down. I keep on starring at the night sky as the stars pop out slowly and the orange light becomes black.
