Ebby Pov.
I look down, because I can't do this. 'come on, Ebby, you can do this' I say, whispering to myself. But I really can't do it. Fear fills my eyes. They get bigger when I think of the distance, but I can't go back. I'm way to far now. There isn't a way back, anyway.
Then I jump from the building. I scream ,like I would save the world by screaming and yelling, and when I scream like that, I scream very hard. I promise (actually nobody) that I would become a better person. Well, I know, deep inside, i would not even think about this promise if I'll survive this jump. Finally the elastic rope pulls me back up and I jump up and down a few times. When I get to my brother, finally standing on two feet on the ground I smile and say: ' this was the most worse school trip I ever had!' He laughs my favourite smile, you know: one corner of his mouth higher the then the other one. We walk back to the teachers, other students and 'the supervisors'. Ugh. I really begged them to let me go last. So I could see if it was safe. I'm not sure yet. I really was scared.
When we finally come home, I rush to my room, but before I could close the door, my dear and loving father called me: 'Ebbz?' that was his nickname for me. Everyone called me so and I didn't mind. I liked it instead. But I didn't want to talk to him right now, because of tomorrow. But when I heard the pain and sadness in his voice, I hurried to him. I didn't want him to be in such a pain an also not to cry, but those things wore easy to do for us after the heartbreaking news that my beloved mother had passed away. I think everyday of death. We were poor. Very poor. We sometimes got a bit money of our selfish ants and uncles. I hated them.
'I you ready for tomorrow?' he asked. Of course I wasn't. I would never be, but I didn't want him to worry about me, so I nodded. Tears filled his eyes and he hugged me. The only thing I could think about was his question. I found it very suspicious, he never asked me before, never had he cried. Odd, but I shook the thoughts away and hugged him back.
After dressing up I felt how tired I was, I lied on my bed thinking of the day, like I always did. My eyes almost shut to sleep when I felt something wet in my neck. Quickly I opened my eyes. I looked in the dark brown eyes of my brother. His eyes were red and I felt tears welling. He leaned over and whispered in my ear: ' I'll never ever dare to forget you, Ebbz.' He wiped my tears away, and smiled a little. When I saw his eyes again the only thin what I could think about is...
What are they hiding...