I know I'm dead, but you remember me. What other reason should I be in your brain?
So, it is just my imagination?
No, but the fact you remember me allows me to talk you. I'm confused myself. It's like some weird T.V show or fantasy world.
So why now?
The time was right.
More emptiness, I'll never let you fill it in.
If you do fill it in, what would you use to do so?
~Flashback~
"Sasha! I know it's a Saturday but come down here!" My mom yelled upstairs. I walked downstairs and saw my mom standing in the kitchen with my dad. "Yeah? What's wrong?" I asked while looking at them. "There's nothing wrong! I just wanted to let you know that your brother will be having his friends over." "Oh, ok." He always has friends over, sometimes I wonder why he can't go to his friends house instead? I'm used to him bringing people over, I just stay in my room like usual. His friends were ok. I've met them once before, they seemed pretty close. I enjoyed seeing them have fun, playing games and watching tv. Chatting, eating. I want a friend like that. Yes, a friend like that. He's 14 and has met more people. I'm 3 and haven't even gone to school. I wonder why his friends are all similar? I wonder what's going on in the room. Brother is probably cleaning for when his friends come over. I'm just going to have to do something else. Sleep maybe? I guess I should bring some snacks up here before I stay in my room. I went downstairs to grab some chips, yogurt, and milk. I went back upstairs and turned on the T.V. Today, for some strange reason, Winnie the Pooh was on instead of Dora. I was interested though, my favorite character is definitely Pooh. Of course, Eeyore was pretty cool too. 2 episodes played before Doc Mcstuffins came on. My brothers friends finally left, so I got to leave my room and head into the living room. "Hi bro! How was hanging out with your friends?" I asked him. Too be honest, he seemed more down then usual. "Ok.. I guess." He seemed tired, or sad. His eyes were puffy and red. Was he crying earlier? He always enjoyed having his friends over. In fact, the living room was clean. When his friends came over, it was always a mess. I guess they didn't play on the T.V today.
"Hi mom." It's been a month since brother has had friends over, I wonder why? They probably are just busy. Whatever the reason was, brother was acting differently. He seemed more distant. He stayed his room a lot, and he tried to stay away from lots of people. I rarely saw him anymore. "Hi sweetie, lunch is ready." Today, lunch was a sandwich. It was a common lunch, but it tasted really good. "Jackson! Lunch is ready!" Brother came down after 2 minutes, his hair was messy, he was wearing dirty house clothes, and he seemed really tired. "Bro! You look tired." I told him. "Haha, yeah. I didn't get much sleep today, but I'll be fine." He reassured me and that made me feel better. We are our sandwiches and brother went upstairs. I heard some video game sounds, which was typical for him. "So mommy, what do you wanna do?" I asked my mom as she finished her sandwich. "Oh, what do you wanna do?" "Hmmm. Well, let's play Mexican Train!" Mexican Train was a fairly difficult game, but somewhat easy.
You grab a train and a certain amount of tiles depending on how many people are playing. You have to make a line depending on the dominos, and if they are matching. The domino is split in half with numbers, or dots, on each side. In the middle you put a dot that has a matching number or each side. Starting with 12 all the way to 0. The start of your line has to begin with the number of dots in the middle. So if the number 12 is in the middle, your line has to begin with 12. And continue the line with matching numbers. If you run out of matching tiles then you have to draw, and if it fits place it. If it doesn't you have to put up your 'train'. Anybody can play on your line now, if it helps or not. If you can't play next time you go draw again, if you can use that tile place it. If not keep going. This keeps going on until a player runs out of tiles. When they reach one tile they have to tap the tile on the table or ground to show they have one tile. Once they run out everyone calculates the amount of dots they have. Record the points on a paper. Keep on going until you finish double 0. The winner is the one with the least amount of points.
Brother came downstairs to play, so there were 4 players since dad was there too. I, for some reason, won. I was pretty good at the game, so it went well. We only got through double 12,11,10 but so far I was winning. Brother went back upstairs, and I stayed downstairs. I didn't expect anything interesting to happen soon.
"Brother! It's time to leave for Florida!" I repeatedly knocked on his door. He usually didn't answer. "Bro!! We'll miss the flight! It's in 4 hours!" No response. I knocked again repeatedly.
Silence
Why isn't here responding? "I'm coming in!" I walked in and expected to see him sleeping. He always sleeps in. I open the door and what I see is the most shocking thing I've seen.
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"No... NO!!" I screamed, I didn't need to see this. I couldn't unsee this. My mom came rushing up to see why I screamed. When she saw the only look on her face was despair. I was in despair. We didn't need this. Not now, not ever. Never. "Grab your luggage and go to the car..." My mom told me. I went to my room and grabbed the luggage. I ran downstairs without looking at my mom and put my things in the car. I sat in my seat and waited for somebody to come. My mom and dad came out with their luggage and sat down. Dad was driving this time. We backed out and we're on the way to the airport. Except, what're we gonna do about the body? We're just gonna leave him?
