This is just the intro, chapter one is coming up!
I expected to wake up this morning. I expected to get up and go to school today. I didn't though, because he died. He died this morning, and took a piece of me with him. My love, he took it. He threw it away in his selfishness...
I woke up this morning to the sound of a gunshot. I needed no explanation as to where it came from, or who issued it to who. I knew already, for I had been walking in the midst of this day for a very long time.
This morning I got up, made my bed, and walked to wake my brother up. But, SURPRISE! There was no brother. Just the empty, bloody shell of the only person I had ever loved. He, no, let me correct myself, it, just layed there, with one hand outstretched to greet me. I bent and took the hand lovingly. It was the hand of my best friend, now cold as ice. I dared not look into the face of this best friend, in fear it might look back. I just wanted to establish that my brother, my ebony haired, tall, wonderful brother had taken his life, and part of mine as well.
I brought his hand to my mouth and kissed it, saying a faint goodmorning before setting it on the floor again. Then I picked up the gun beside it and threw it unto the bed. It landed with a soft thud that rung in my ears like bells. I wanted to scream, to scream so loud that my brother, my precious Joseph, would wake up. I wanted to scream so loud that the world heard me, every nook and cranny. So maybe, just maybe, they would understand my pain. Was I being selfish? No, Joseph was the selfish one, he is the one that left me alone. All alone.
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