2019- 15 minute writing

The Magic Of  The Globe

2/08/19

Darkness covered all objects in view from my window, a faint flicker of street lights in the distant. A sleepy town I dreamt, a place of peace and equality. My mother and farther stur to the creek of the house. I awoke at sunrise to the snores that leaked from my brothers vocal chords. A new day I tell myself, I try to convince myself  that this one will be different even though I fear this one the same. 

I walk to school with my brother eric, his warm clammy hand pulls on mine dry and cold. He asked me if  we were safe, I took a deep breath and stopped walking. I tried to tell him that we would be fine just as the day before but I knew he knew otherwise. My day at school gloomy and dark, and teachers just as blunt. I stand stationary by the bike rakes waiting for eric. He walked out of the corridor shoulders slumped, I go to ask him if he is ok but my voice is tied in knots.