Family
The worlds a lost cost, that's what my brothers always told me whenever I tried to go with him and his friends on their nightly adventures that happens once a month. It may sound boring and it probably is but that's just because my brother never tells me anything about what him and his friends are up to whenever they're out. He always tells me they're doing grown up stuff but he's just seventeen years old and I'm practically and adult too and I don't get how saying "the world is a lost cost" relates to him going out with his friends.
Most of the time while he's out I always just go and ran sack his room as revenge or just because I had nothing better to do. You might say something about 'what about your parents?!' well sorry to break it to ya buddy boy I don't have parents! hah take that for a change. My parents died when I was seven and my brother was fourteen that time if I am not mistaken, he's practically a fossil at this chance, but yes my parents died boohoo let's all cry about it.
To be honest, they weren't the best and I never saw them around my life that much so it was just me and my brother and I think I'll be fine with just him because why do we need anyone else when we are just an unstoppable duo together right?!
Anyways I'm now laying down on my floor because my bed is being mean to me and the floor is nice and cool anyway so whatever I don't care about my bed the floor is more nicer. As I lay down and stare up at my ceiling my eyes drag across all the glow in the dark star stickers that my brother had help me stick on there.
I'm going to tell you guys a secret but don't tell my brother because he will make fun of me and I will never let me live it down but I don't like the dark well to be specific I fear the dark. Not because I can't see anything but- okay wait maybe it is because I can't see anything but also the thought of there's something I can't see just lurking in the dark.
You guys can't tell me that does not sound scary right? Imagine you're just laying in bed in the dark and then suddenly the air around you room shifts like there's another thing in the room with you but you can't see because it's so dark and when you try to look around you find a weird looking spot at the edge of your bed and the air around it shifting-
Creaaakkkkkkk.
oh don't worry its just my rickity broken down door that my brother is too lazy to repair for some reason like it's not that hard, he's just a lazy bum at this point but its okay I'm a lazy bum too. It runs in the family but we all know he does not run I can tell very much. Okay for clarification my brother is well fit and I don't mean to bring any miscommunication because if you guys thought he's some fat bastard then he would probably kill me and that's not very nice of him innit?
My brother is very tall, good looking if I do say so myself but don't tell him he might get a bigger ego then the one he already has now, he has good hair I guess, brownish dusty blonde. I know I said like two completely different colours but like I can't describe things for the hell of me.
His eyes are round, of course they wouldn't be square would they? I'm not really sure, I always tend to forget how people look like even though I see them everyday as part of my daily life I can't seem to remember how my brother looks like even if I try my hardest and he never lets any pictures of himself around the house. It's always just pictures of me, and we don't have any pictures of our parents as well.
I always wondered why but would never question my brother on it because he would always come up with some bum ass excuse on how they aren't worth enough to remember or some random bullshit like that but up to him, I don't even remember how they look like or if they even exist but of course they exist because if they didn't I wouldn't be here talking your minds off to boredem.
Oh yeah I went off track, you're probably asking me to check up on my brother who just came home right? Well sorry to break it to ya folks it's currently ten at night and my brother does not usually come home till the next day so whoever just opened the door is someone I don't know.
Fun!
And the next thing you know you'll be reading a paragraph about how I am brutally skinned to death by a random stranger that entered my own home and then the one narrating it will be my brother because he's the one skinning me alive-
Let's not get our hopes up! So anyways I heaved myself up from the floor with all the strength I could and I faced the bedroom door, I had two options. I either lock the door or I open the door to my ultimate death.
You can already tell for the plot I picked to fall to my ultimate death.
As I walked towards my door the doorknob twisted on it's own and right as the door was about to open I felt time stop. I'm not sure if it's for me to do another monologue or It's just a warning that I'm about to meet death right there and then.
But the dark cloaked figure just hanging by my window sill with a scythe looking straight at me looks cool though.
Me and the cloaked figure just stared at each other before they nodded and I kid of nodded as well for no reason because I wanted to know what would happen if I nodded back. Lucky me the second I nodded back the cloaked figure disappeared and time went back to moving like normal.
Anyways back to my soon to be death, the door swung open to reveal not my brother but his stupid friend Jeremy, and he looked concerned. Jeremy looks at me and opens his mouth to say something, he could barely say anything before his poor head was blown off by a bat and his blood splattered everywhere.
Jeez and I thought that cloaked guy was coming after me, they have to stop changing the plot.
