Literature
Confusion Chapter One
Waking Up and Letting Go
May
I shot up in my bed when my brother knocked on my door. I had to hold back a scream as he had interrupted my nightmare.
“Oh, May- I’m sorry I didn’t mean to-“
“It’s okay, Aaron,” I said as I motioned for him to come in. “What time is it?”
“It’s 1:30, May. T-the cops are here.” I hated hearing my big brother stutter. It meant one of two things; he was nervous or he was sad. In this case it was both.
“I don’t want to talk to them.”
“I know, May but it’s been two months… We have to eventually.”
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