gone

cry out your pain

    Lisa sat in her room on her phone, she was laying down with her legs crossed and her lips pursed. She put down her phone and she turned it off and looked around the room, nobody was here today. Her brother was in the other room, probably doing homework. She looked at the homework on her desk, unfinished and unwanted. She rolled her eyes and sat up, Lisa dug through the drawers of her dresser and finally found her headphones. As she plugged them into her phone she sighed. "I still see your shadows in my room, can't take back the love that I gave you....." The song "lucid dreams" was stuck in her head. She gently touched her phone screen as she was selecting the Spotify app, the smoothness of the screen surprised her a little bit. She broke her phone 2 months ago. The place that she touched had the most cracks, it seemed like it was smoothed over.

    She raised a brow but ignored it and decided to go to her playlist of her favorite songs, she played it and kept skipping the songs until she got to lucid dreams. when she reached the song she sang along to the lyrics that she sat down at her desk to do her homework. "Lisa!" The girl put down her pencil and she rolled her eyes when she heard her mom's voice call her name. "Yes mother?!" She yelled down stairs. No response. She groaned and Yanked the headphones out of her ears while pausing the beloved song. The girl got up from her chair and opened her door to go downstairs and met her mother. When she made it to the bottom she went to the kitchen only to be met with her mother's worried face. "How come you haven't done your homework?" She asked, gently stroking her daughter's face. "I thought you were here." Lisa Said as she smiled and looked up at her mother. "Don't act like your exited to see me." Her mother, Amy, said to the 17 year old girl.

     Tom, a boy with black hair and blue eyes, was currently walking down the stairs to his sister talking to nobody. "Lisa?" The blond girl with blue eyes turned to face her brother, cheeks burning red. "Yes?" "Who are you talking to?" He asked worriedly. "Mm..." She looked down at her feet, embarrassed that she was talking to herothers spirit. She told her brother about her superstitious powers before, and he hated it. Her mother had died last year in a car accident. Now, she was being taken care of by her older brother who was 23 years old. "Lisa?" Lisa looked up at Tom. "Yeah?" "Who are you talking to?" Lisa looked at the spot thereother used to sit when she was alive.

    She sat there every morning, reading a thick book while drinking her black coffee. Her feet would prop up onto a small coffee table in between the two couches that took place in there living room. Lisa started to cry and looked back at Tom. His eyes instantly softened and he put his arms around Lisa heaving shoulders as she sobbed. "Hey, hey, it's ok, calm down." She looked at her brother as she sniffled. "Ok Tom, ok..." She was lead to her room and sat down on her bed while she was kissed on her cheek. "Goodnight Lisa, I'll take care of your homework." Lisa nodded and layed on her side, quickly falling asleep

Ring

Ring

Ring

Lisa opened her eyes and was awoken by her phone ringing. She sleepily opened her eyes and picked up her phone. It was 2:00 AM. She furrowed her eyebrows and answered, slowly bringing the phone to her ear. "Hello?" She asked in a raspy voice. "Hi ma'am, is your name Lisa nigara?" She sat up and turned on her lamp on her bedside table. "Yes...." The woman's voice on the other side of the phone. "I'm sorry ma'am, but your brother, Tom nigara, was found dead, just an hour ago."