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'Mae! You've got mail!' My mother's voice echoed down the hallway.

'Coming!' I responded.

I wonder who mailed me something; I don't have friends, and neither am I sociable.. Or worthy to have any, for that matter.

My thoughts were cut off by my mom's voice. 'It's from Strawberry Fields High School!'

Oh.

'What does it say?'

'Read.'

The letter read:

𝙳𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝙼𝚊𝚒𝚜𝚒𝚎 𝙲𝚘𝚘𝚙𝚎𝚛,
𝙸𝚝 𝚐𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚜 𝚞𝚜 𝚒𝚖𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚜𝚎 𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚊𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚊𝚌𝚌𝚎𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚕𝚍'𝚜 𝚝𝚘𝚙 𝟻𝟶 𝚜𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚘𝚕𝚜, 𝚂𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚠𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚛𝚢 𝙵𝚒𝚎𝚕𝚍𝚜 𝙷𝚒𝚐𝚑 𝚂𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚘𝚕!
𝙸𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚍𝚘 𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎, 𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎 𝚠𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚝𝚘 𝚞𝚜 𝚋𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚎𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝙰𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚕 𝚜𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚓𝚞𝚗𝚒𝚘𝚛 𝚢𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝚋𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝟷𝟷𝚝𝚑 𝚘𝚏 𝙼𝚊𝚢.

𝙼𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚠𝚎𝚕𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞,
𝙺𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚎 𝚉𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚗,
𝙰𝚍𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚘𝚛 𝚘𝚏 𝙰𝚍𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜,
𝚂𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚠𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚛𝚢 𝙵𝚒𝚎𝚕𝚍𝚜 𝙷𝚒𝚐𝚑 𝚂𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚘𝚕.

'Do you think I should go?' I ask my mother, placing the letter on the table.

My mother takes the letter from the letter from the table and shoves it in my hand. 'You should. You're so smart, so just study well and score high, okay? You know I'll give you everything as long as you do what I ask you to.' She gives me a long, demanding look.

'Yes.. mother.'

I sigh.

I turn around to go back to my room, but she stops me. 'Also.. Do you still have those?'

'Those?'

She makes weird hand gestures as she looks at everywhere but me. 'Y'know.. Nightmares? Of the-'

'No.' I cut her off. 'I'm alright. Why do you ask?'

'It's 'cause I heard some noise last night. But hey, y'know, if you're still bothered by his death-'

Please stop, please stop, please stop talking about it.

'-we can always consult a therapist. I know that when the truck  suddenly came out of nowhere, Jamie-'

I black out. Flashbacks of that day can be seen vividly in my head.

I beg. 'Pwease, Jam-Jam! Pretty pwease! I really wanna have some choco ice cream today. I promise I'll wash up after. So pwease..'

Jamie chuckles. 'Okay. But only because you promised to wash up. Now let's go. '

'Thanks Jam-Jam! I wuv you!' I squeal, making grabby hands at him to pick me up.

'I wuv you too, Mace.' He grins as he picks me up and places me on the passenger seat.

We get in the car, on our way to Walmart, to get our favorite ice cream, mine being chocolate and his being butterscotch.

We stop at a red light. I squeal at something I see outside the window. I speak gibberish about unicorns and candy and my brother nods as if agreeing. I giggle.

We don't see the truck approaching us.

'MACE!' My brother screams as he tries to shield me as the car glass shatters on us.
That's the last thing I remember before I lose consciousness.

I'm back up. I see myself in my bathroom somehow, crouching on the floor, rubbing my burning eyes. I don't remember walking here, but I know my mother probably locked me inside, to help me.

I reminisce the flashback I just had. And I start wailing, holding my knees to my chest, rocking myself back and forth. I can't see anything. Everything is grey. My head is pounding as I repeatedly hear my late elder brother scream my name.

I cry until my eyes bleed, I cry until I fall asleep.

Help, I mumble unconsciously. I want to see his green eyes again. I want to see that colour again.

But I will never see eyes as green as his. So I simply won't see anything at all.

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Hey! This is my first ever story and it's first chapter. I hope y'all like it.
Yours truly,
RandomUser82.