Memories

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On my way home I stopped by a hill. At the end of this hill was a cliff and this cliff ment a lot to me. It was the place that 7 years ago I found my dying brother here. He had been kidnapped and I tracked his cellphone back to this very spot. I found him lying on the ground bloody, scratched, bruised. Alone. Gone. The moment I saw him I ran to him and I held him tight. I screamed and cried but nobody heard me. He died in my arms. Every now and then I stop by that cliff and sit on the edge. I sit there, and I feel connected to him. This time when I sat up there on the cliff my brother dyed on, tears came down my face. I felt bad because I loose it when I see people that got beat up. That's what happened to my brother and I realize that when I got mad that someone was injured..... I injured another. This is exactly what I thought would happen. Its like I'm... Emotionally unstable. "Alex if your watching me right now I'm sorry" I say to whom you might ask? I don't really know the answer to that.

       

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I leave the cliff and go home. When I get there I see Lauren laying on our couch asleep with an ice pack on her head. I smile and put a blanket on her then go upstairs to check on Austin and Christy. When I went into Austins room he was laying down but with his eyes open looking at the ceiling. I smiled and picked him up. I take him into me and Christy's room and see her watching TV. I set him next to Christy and I changed into pajama pants and a t shirt. I got in bed with my wife and my son and I held them like it was my last chance to.

-Christy's POV-

Robin just got in the bed with me and Austin and I can tell some things wrong. His body language says it all so I pick up Austin and hold Robins hand. Austin starts crying so I had to start breast feeding him. I kept holding Austin and I looked at Robin. His eyes were read and watery. I put Austin in his crib and he fell asleep and went to Robin.

"Are you okay Robin?"

"I- I need to tell you something."

"What is it?"

"I need to tell you about my brother."

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