The Last Day On Earth
"HELP! LET ME OUT,JAMES!" Logan Mitchell screamed, throwing his very tiny fists at the glass wall. "I'm trying to, baby brother." James Diamond shook his head, and finally turned towards Kendall Knight. "It doesn't make sense, James. That weird book you read is fiction. How come Logan became real? He's a book character." Kendall asked, nodding over to the small boy behind the glass wall. "I dunno, I think I might've wished him here." James flipped through a thick book placed in his large hands. "HERE!" he yelled, breaking a piece of glass. Logan fell to his knees, placing both hands on the glass, looking James dead in the eyes. James gulped. "He's dying, look at his eyes, he's crying blood." Kendall looked through the book, James had finally given up. He walked up to the glass, pressing his hands on top of Logan's smaller ones. The glass wall was too thick for anyone to break. Logan shed a bloody tear, making James press his forehead on the glass. "No, don't cry, baby brother, I'll have you in my arms tonight." James whispered, looking Logan in the eyes. Logan shed a few more tears, making his soft, sad eyes bleed some more. Kendall's heart broke as he read the lines, explaining why Logan was like this. "Dude, Logan's only five, I get it now." Kendall stepped towards the glass wall, his right hand on the wall. James looked down at the book, reading lines that only broke his heart, but was making Logan die. "It was then, when five year old Logan Mitchell's mother's death wish took it's toll. Logan was trapped behind glass. Dying. This would be the last day of the world." James turned, only to see the dead little boy, only known as Logan Mitchell.