1 - Alone.

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Patty: Aged 11
Ben: Aged 12

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Patty Walters' POV

This summer, like all summers before it, has been a nightmare. My friends grouping up and going off on adventures to the woods, or out with their parents and going to days out or on holidays.

But not me, me and my family stayed in. Luckily, we had imagination on our side, we could make our own fun. But you may be wondering why I'm pointing out this summer in particular? Well, that is because of the fact that my sister found her 'soulmate' or so she tells us.

She is now too busy with her imaginary partner to be even interested in talking about the things that interest us. Which is mainly TV and Pokémon. Now, she just writes soppy words on her hand, waiting patiently for a reply. Looking almost like how you'd imagine a damsel in distress waiting for her knight in shining armour to come and save her from her tower.

My parents did always worry about us though, because we weren't necessarily a part of what most kids our age were. But they loved us all the same anyways.

"Rachel?" I ask, slowly bringing myself to push her out of her headspace.

Although her replies were short and fast most of the time, I enjoyed her company and her time, she made for a good sister. She helped out a lot with the things that I couldn't quite face on my own. She supported me throughout a lot of Primary School, when things were tough for me.

I have that respect for her that not many people know about. But seeing her invested more in her 'soulmate' than her own brother makes me feel sick. It leaves a sour taste in my mouth.

I ran to my bedroom to grab my handheld games console with my trusted Pokémon Red. I glance back over to my desk in my room. I find a black pen that is just about clinging on to itself.

When I get back to the main room of the house, I pull out my game system, the pen falls out of my pocket. Giving it a momentary glance, I then grasp it and scribble on my hand messily.

'Is anyone there or am I just alone'

- A/N -

Hello! My name is Alyx. I am 1/2 of this account. I am sorry for the short chapter, I'm currently experiencing grief over the loss of a friend so my creativeness has been stumped.

Stay strong, Hold on.
• Alyx •

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