I was surrounded by never-ending darkness as I was falling into an abyss of nothingness. Oh? There is a speck, almost invisible, of light. As I reach out to grab it, I hear -
"...lex ...Alex…. ALEXANDER GET YOUR LAZY ASS UP OUT OF BED BEFORE I BEAT YOU WITH A POT, AND COME HELP YOUR BROTHER PRACTICE!"
Oh, it's just my mom, well whatever I should get up before she follows through. I go to the restroom to get cleaned up, brush my teeth, the usual. As I do I notice I'm more gaunt and pale than usual. Tch. those damn "practices" my brother does is just beating the shit out of me in every way imaginable just to "practice" his martial arts. Damn bastard, at least he's kind to my sister. I'll be 18 soon so I can finally move out of this wretched, godforsaken place. The only person that keeps me sane is my little sister, she's the most innocent adorable sister anyone could ask for. I walk out to get my daily beatdown.
"You look like shit"
"Eat shit"
Ohoho he did not like that.
His face distorted, "I'll rip your fucking throat out"
"Oh? Funny, your girlfriend said you could never reach hers."
3 hours of torture afterward was well worth it if you ask me.
The rest of my day is much better than the mornings. I love to study, I go to the local library in town every afternoon to research just about everything. We don't exactly live in the best part of town so I have to take a bus to the library 23 miles away. At least it's quiet and I can study for my SATs there and if I get bored they have computers so I can play games or something. I always stay for about 4 to 5 hours but I had a feeling that I should head home soon, so I only stayed for one.
Time to head back to hell, so I close the books and leave. As I am walking, I hear loud explosions blasting in the night sky in the direction of my house. So, naturally, I run home. It may not be the most enjoyable place, but it's the safest place I know. My brother is a bit of a dick but I love him, my sister is my life, and my mom worked her ass off to keep us alive. Then, as any worried brother would do, I hauled ass. About two minutes later I arrived at the house to see it burning like hellfire and a group of guys that looked to be around 19, my brother's age, looking worried outside.
"WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED!?"
"We wanted to teach your brother lesson and threw a firecracker at the house but it ended up on fire!" one said while nearly sobbing.
Fuck… I ran in and heard the most piercing, almost not human scream. I yelled my sister's name.
"NEVEAH!"
...no response, just screams. I tried running in the direction of the scream, just to see my little sister on fire. It was past the point of drop, stop, and roll. Her skin was peeling away and melting off while she was running wildly. I pinned her down and tried everything I could to stop the fire when I heard a crash. I felt a searing pain hit my back, I screamed in pain. The screaming stopped, I looked down and saw a beam had gone through my back, into my sister's skull. I stayed there for five more minutes until everything went black.