The teen sat hunched as he scrolled through the web page. He really should go to bed but he couldn't sleep. His depression kept him up all night sometimes and it looked like this was going to be one of those nights.
He was so engrossed in what he was doing he didn't notice the door to his bedroom open. He didn't notice a figure walk across the room towards him. Not until they stood right behind him and whispered, "You still up"? Karl jumped a foot in the air and spun round to face his older brother Kane. "What the fuck was that for?" He hissed. "Nothing I just wanted to check on you." His brother frowned. "You should really try to get some sleep."
"Oh really that's a great idea. Thanks fuck ass." Kane opened his mouth to say something, and then decided against it. Despite what others said about him he knew when to hold his tongue around his brother. Any way he was too tired to argue. "Well could you at least come off the computer. It's not exactly helping." Karl sighed. "I suppose I could read some of that stupid library book they made me take out." He shut down the computer and his brother satisfied went back to bed. Karl picked up the book from where he'd left it on the coffee table. "It's Kind of a Funny story." He read. He had no idea what this book was about. His English teacher had just handed it to him and told him to take it home to read. "It's so hard to emtalk/em when you want to kill yourself." He stopped. That one line. Now he knew why his teacher had wanted him to read this. He felt like he should be angry at her. He emwas /emangry. But all the same... Sighing he raised the book again and carried on reading well into the night.
Eventually he looked up at the clock. 2:00 am. Maybe Kane was right, he should at least try to get some sleep. Half conscious he stumbled into his room and collapsed on his bed.
Disturbed by the sound of the door opening Kane opened one eye sleepily. He saw his brother collapsed on his bed and smiled.