kaithecoolkid09

[kaithecoolkid09]

"Just write" -by Kai Harmon (Kelli)

"Just write"

I told myself. A blank page staring back at me. The bright screen almost blinding me. it’s crazy, Seeing myself struggle to write just a sentence. I wasn’t like this. Writing  out nothing use to be my specialty. It’s hard to find myself doing that now. It was easy, writing from just the things I was thinking about. I wrote from sadness, that’s what it was.

It’s not like I was good at it. It was bad. I knew it was bad, but for some reason I just kept going. It felt natural to me to just keep writing. The words flowed out of me like running water. Now, a river thats all dried out.

As I write I hear three knocks on the door, my mother is at the door. “Honey?” My mother said, I know she is concerned. She’s been worrying about me more and more lately. Honestly, it’s surprising. She really doesn’t worry about me, or even ask if anything is wrong. Recently she’s been asking me if things are okay. I tell her the same thing, “Mom I’m fine” I tell her. The door creaks as she opens the door, stepping on the creaking steps lightly. “I’ve got your dinner.” She smiles as she comes over to my desk, looking over my shoulder as she puts the plate on my desk. Her peering eyes looking at the bright computer screen as I type.  “What are you writing hun?” she asks as she comes closer and closer to the screen. I shut my computer screen down fast. I jumped up just as quick. “Mom! I’ll just eat and go to bed.” I yelled, my face burning up red from embracement. “I’ll come down and eat with y’all!” I said, grabbing my plate and quickly walking down the stairs to the microwave.

“Well look who got off their “electronic device” to join her family for dinner” My dad said sarcastically as he started blankly at me. Watching me like a hawk as I heated up my food.  “His family” my mom corrected my dad, “I’m sorry hun, your father is new to all of this, you know this.” She said, speaking in a soft tone. I rolled my eyes as the beeping of the microwave went off. I sat at the table, all eyes on me. All their eyes felt like dangers in my heart. I ate my food with my head down, trying not to cry. “So? How’s school going?” my mother asked my older sister. “All is well, nothing to complin about.” My sister said proudly. “Yeah unlike this fuck up your actually going places instead of sitting in that room just typing away on that laptop of hers” my father said as he praised my sister. Ha, I always hated my father. He was such an asshole to me.  Always praising my siblings, and never me. “Robert! Our SON isn’t a “fuck up”. He’s doing just as well as angelica is. He is doing amazing in school. He gets all A’s, and he is a pro programmer. You know this!” My mother says as she tries her hardest to defend me. Nothing is ever good enough for that man. The only one who is good enough for him is HER.

I zoned out and then I heard my sister’s voice. “What about you?” It broke the screaming inside my head. My hands shaking, tears about to come from my face. “I-I” the words were trying to break through then my sister spoke. “Hey, can we talk in the other room for a moment?” She whispered. “Yeah. sure...” I said as I stood up and excused myself from the table, she did the same. Me and her went into the living room, I was confused because I didn’t know why she wanted to talk to me. My head was everywhere in that moment. I zoned out again, then she broke through, puting her hand on my shoulder. Her hand was warm, and her smile was kind. For a that moment I felt the warmth of family. It felt like sunshine hitting me in the cold.

Her voice felt like a breath of fresh air. “Hey, I’m sorry about dad Layl- I mean Liam. He’s always been like this. Recently after your um new change it’s been hard for him to adjust. I’m here for you lil s- bro.” The warmth soon faded after we headed back to the table. Before I went into the dining room she whispered in my ear, “Hey, I love you lil bro” I felt that warmth hit my ears. I grinned at her as we sat down.

“Aww my dear daughter. I’m so happy that you came to visit us!” My father said as he looked at me in disgust once again praising my older sister. I knew deep down he wanted me dead. I saw it in the look of his dark black soul less eyes. He wanted nothing more than my death. His glace shook me and everything froze, as it did, I felt like I heard something. Whispers? I asked myself. I heard it again. That time even more loud. I could not ignore it; it became louder and louder. More like shouting. The voice was yelling- no screaming my name. I got up from the table and followed it. “Where are you going?!” he shouted as he jumped up from the table and ran over and grabbed my arm. I shock him off still presenting the loud screaming. My mother and older sister both jumped up just as quickly as my father did, but instead of following me they just started at me and my father in confusion “Robert! Liam! What are you doing!” Both me and my father ignored my mother. My sister just stood there, not knowing what was going on. “Liam!” my mother shouted again, but I ignored.

“That voice...” I told them, “It sounds like… Jacob…” I stopped. My father did to. Everyone froze as I said those words. Our brother… my bother. the only person who knew the truth about this family. How cruel and unforgiving they were, how unloving they are. “Hey!’ the voice yelled. The door flinged open, I was shocked to see a heavenly figure come from the door. As it got closer and closer to me and my father it looked like my brother, Jacob. ”Jacob?” I said with a dumbfounded look on my face.