It begins to get shorter by every chapter.
It's that day.
Monday?
Tuesday?
It's that day.
Wednesday?
Thursday?
Friday?
Saturday?
It's the day?
Is it Sunday?
Does it matter?
He's out of the hospital.
They say he'll be fine.
For how long will this precious little person be fine?
A day?
An hour?
A minute?
A second?
I'll kill him.
He has to die.
Any time.
Mother and father.
Do they notice? Do they notice him now that he's hurt?
He's an eyesore.
A burden on our family.
How much do those hospital bills cost?
They look frustrated.
How would they feel if they found out that it was me who hurt him rather than an attempted suicide?
I had a brother.
When we were little, we held hands.
We talked to each other.
We loved each other.
We grew up.
We try to hurt each other.
We can't talk to each other.
We hate and we love.
It's hard.
We're different.
I know that.
I KNOW THAT!
Envy.
Envy.
They bother me.
They bother me a lot.
About things like "I heard your brother attempted suicide?"
Does it matter?
Things happen.
Move on.
No.
I can't.
I'm stuck.
I'm stuck in this never ending nightmare.
Tears.
And the smell of blood.
Shadows looming over my body.
Unable to stop this cruel heart from beating.
What did I do?
I did what he should have done.
Today is the day.
He's let out of the hospital.
Home is silent.
Silent like always.
No one bothers me about him anymore.
They didn't care anyways.
"Is he okay?"
Go away.
Go away.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
Words echo in my brain.
I'm sorry.
I love you.
Let's go back to the past.
Stupid thoughts.
Go away.
It's almost like a plague.
"Kill me."
He says.
What?
"Why?" I ask.
"Isn't that what you wanted."
He holds out a knife and smiles.
"End this shallow life."
The character changes.
Along with time.
Things change.
People change.
It's human.
It's only only human.
Hate.
Greed.
Envy.
I want to grab that knife.
Pierce it through that heart.
But I can't.
Why?
WHY?
"This is what you wanted right?"
Spinning.
Spiraling.
Out of control.
It happened, but it didn't happen.
Sanity. Insanity.
Complete madness.
Your body acts on it's own and rejects your mind.
Driving me completely insane.
Blood.
Clattering.
Laughing.
Screaming.
Life is a waste of space.
Die.
Insanity.
Sanity.
Equality.
Difference.
