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The Space Between Us
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Ongoing, First published Nov 04, 2025
Mature
"My mom was the first one to receive news of my brother's passing. He was announced dead in the ambulance, as if he held on just long enough to give us hope. When she called me, I remember her broken sobs in between hiccuped words and the desperation in her voice for it all to be a lie. It felt like the moment a candle is blown out but the smell of smoke lingers, or when you tap crystal and the ring of it echoes in your ears for minutes afterwards. The loss of my brother was not just a loss of a sibling but of a piece of me I will never get back. He was everything I never was for my parents and everything people wished to be. Reed took that from us. Reed took his best friend's life and we will never have him back, but I will be reminded of it for the rest of my life so long as I see Reed. 

Fuck Reed. Fuck Boston, and fuck staying here."
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He had rules for a reason, or thats what he said. I did something wrong I got punished. I spoke out of turn, I got punished. I looked at him or ate without permission, I got punished. Haven thats what they named me funny isn't it? Ironic really. They named me Haven because my mom would say I was her 'Safe Haven'. What a pile of shit that was. She left willingly, she didn't depart because of some tragic accident. My father didn't kill her. She left because she was a coward who didn't want kids. As soon as my older brother went to college she left. I knew she hated me. I was the product of her love with another man. A constant reminder that her life didn't work out the way it was planned. He who ever he was is a phantom in its own. A deep rooted fantasy never going to come true. My brother left, my mother left, my grandma ignored, and my father broke. They let me give up hope on escaping and then decided to play hero. But I haven't forgotten everything I went through. Guilt consumes my brother but I don't care, you don't get to leave and then buy a reprieve of trying to save someone who has been dead for years. Besides lets just be honest I reached my breaking point long ago.