part 1-little brother

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I trust myself to go with my instincts. But I still fear what could happen Everytime I make a choice. Anything could happen at anytime. Some people call me a pushover but I call myself a cautious person.

You can call me Kari by the way. I'm used to documenting my life. I'm only 14 but alot has gone on in my life and has made me focus on the real things and the real meanings in life.

I have alot of mental illnesses to make me worry so much and think so much. I can't name them all but I know that I have anxiety. It's obvious.

Alot of the time i get nervous about who i meet or who i go around because the world has basically started a literal apocalypse and yes i am out here all alone fending for myself

And theres no one else in my life who i care about bc ive never met anyone except for my mom obviously.

Ive been searching for my mom for the past 7 years ever since she abandoned me alone at age 7. Yes i know, young. Who would do that to their child? My mom.

But ive tried to keep in contact a little bit just to see if shes ok and..

Narrator: kari hears a knock at the doors and grabs her knife and walks downstairs.

Who the fuck would that be??

Narrator: 𝑲𝒂𝒓𝒊 𝒈𝒐𝒆𝒔 𝒅𝒐𝒘𝒏𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒊𝒓𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒐𝒑𝒆𝒏𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒐𝒐𝒓 𝒕𝒐 𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝒂 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒈 𝒃𝒐𝒚 𝒂𝒕 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒅𝒐𝒐𝒓𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒑.

"Can I help you" I say. "I'm your little brother." The little boy answers back to me. I ask "how old are you?" He looks up from the ground "I'm 8 years old."

but that can't be true. My dad died 7 years ago and I've been alone for ever since then because my mom left me but she kept in touch with me for any emergencies. They never told me that my mother was pregnant before my dad passed.

Im trying to be cautious at the moment but I still don't understand why I was never told that I have a little brother. "Come in." He comes inside but seems a little hesitant. Something's up.

"What's your name?" I ask him but he takes a minute to answer as if hes scared of me or something. He finally answers and tells me "my name is Luka. Our parents passed away when I was only a couple months old but I don't remember much. I'm sorry."

He started to tear up but I didn't know what to do so I just gave him a tissue and hugged him. That's what mom always did when I was crying.. "it's ok buddy. I know they're gone but we're gonna survive together." I don't know if I told y'all this but it's in the middle of an apocalypse. I wonder how he survived.

Im gonna take a chance and put my life on the line and protect him. You must be thinking that I'm stupid but he's all I have left. Yes, I just met him but he's still my little brother and I have to keep him safe. It's what my mom sent him for.
                   -To be continued...-

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