Torn
Prologue
Prologue:
I was sitting in the middle of chaos. The guilt overcame me. It was the one year anniversary of my brothers death. My fault, all of it. Marshal was my younger brother. He was always happy. With a sister like me, i would never be happy.
I would feel more embarrassed. He always talked to his friends acting like i was an angel. He did everything for me. But now as i sit here, the guilt rush comes over me. I feel worthless. I was selfish. I should have been at his grave praying instead of thinking of overdosing and killing myself at a party.
I was my worst enemy. I could hurt someone, as so i did to my brother. He was dead. My parents were disappointed when i was slam drunk and going to the police. I heard them talking at night saying i didn't deserve to be called there daughter.
After the accident, no one talked to me. Not even my best friends. They saw me as a killer. A murderer. Deep inside i felt it. I felt the pain. Shock, i then i remembered seeing my brothers bloody dead body, trapped in the car. My heart didn't even care. I felt it crack. In two, on the cold ground.
I was sitting in the middle of chaos. The guilt overcame me. It was the one year anniversary of my brothers death. My fault, all of it. Marshal was my younger brother. He was always happy. With a sister like me, i would never be happy.
I would feel more embarrassed. He always talked to his friends acting like i was an angel. He did everything for me. But now as i sit here, the guilt rush comes over me. I feel worthless. I was selfish. I should have been at his grave praying instead of thinking of overdosing and killing myself at a party.
I was my worst enemy. I could hurt someone, as so i did to my brother. He was dead. My parents were disappointed when i was slam drunk and going to the police. I heard them talking at night saying i didn't deserve to be called there daughter.
After the accident, no one talked to me. Not even my best friends. They saw me as a killer. A murderer. Deep inside i felt it. I felt the pain. Shock, i then i remembered seeing my brothers bloody dead body, trapped in the car. My heart didn't even care. I felt it crack. In two, on the cold ground.
7/25/13