You:Survival

Author's note-
This my first book to write. I am only in seventh grade, so I would appreciate any criticism you could give to help me grow as an author.

Prologue-

"You don't even know what it's like to be me! You always sit in your little protective bubble of false superiority, not thinking about anyone's well-being but yourself!" Your brother, Charlie, shouts at you. "One of these days, I'm gonna' get back at you, and you'll be sorry when I do!"

You don't know how to respond to this ludicrous statement. After all, your sibling is quite emotional, as well as capable of becoming infuriated over the slightest of disturbances, that any logical human being would simply ignore. Today, the stimulus that your brother (moronically) overreacted to was a terrible grade on an algebra test, the declaration of which, you failed to sympathize with him over. He has been vacuously stomping about the apartment (which the two of you share with your mother) for approximately 30 minutes now. Fortunately for you, it is 10 o'clock, your bedtime, and you now have an excuse to leave the area now contaminated by the madness which has escaped from the Limbic system of Charlie's brain.

You make your way down the hall, and to your room; your neat, organized, not-contaminated-by-sibling-filth, room. You walk across the space and lay down on your bed, not even bothering to change into your bedtime attire, and fall asleep.