.Ariel.

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Other  |  House: Booksie Classic

this is a short story, it will not continue. this is about Ariel and her brother.

"Your mother is dead, Ariel."

Time went too fast, it was like water gushing down the drain. Then it slowed, the water had gotten soapy and lesuirely fell.This can't be real. It was all lies, evil words coming from his foul mouth. Words that pierced right through me and words that made me hollow. My mind was filled with doubt. Wicked brother. I shuffled my feet to make sure i was mobile and stared at the grimy kitchen floors.

"Lies," i whispered. I glanced up and froze. It wasn't what i wanted to see. A face full of agony with dark circles under his eyes and the bottem tips of his eyebrows nearly touching the ground."Stop making that face," i choked while trying to scream,"Hurry up and say 'I'm joking' and laugh, rolling on the floor!"

Joseph looked as if he was about to cry and wiped the tears that didn't fall. He sniffed and gave me a sad, lonely smile.

"I'm sorry."

* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *

Ariel should have expected this. What did she expect when mother went to the hospital? She was gaping, her eyes staring into my pupil, and her skin was white and sweaty. It was unnatural. I knew this face but i haven't seen her like that for years, when i told her that father was going away. Why did i have to be the one always telling her sad news? Why did it have to be me? A brother is supposed to make his own sister happy but i'm doing the opposite.Why?

Ariel took a breath and lowered her eyes, closing her ajar mouth. "I'm going to my room," Ariel stated. Her voice did not have the usual cheery, energetic tone. It was as if... it was dead. Ariel rushed up the stairs to her room and slammed the door. She was probably angry to hide the fact that she was sad. Before long, i knew she had the silent tears on her face and it was pouring down to her pillow, like a waterfall. My sister always cried quietly and alone all the time because then, she didn't want mother to know. Now, she doesn't want me to know.

The silence of the house was unbearable. It made it seem more huge and unwelcoming.There was no annoying chattering of Ariel or the incessant fits of laughter from mother. I missed her bliss and loving face. I missed Ariel's soul of happiness that is wandering. What did i do to deserve this? Even mother chiding me would be better than this dead atmosphere. I just couldn't believe that mother was gone. Just like that. I felt sorry for Ariel because she was so gullible that i often told her lies that she believed. I wish, now, that she wasn't and was strong, disbelieving me and marching to that hospital. Why did she accept it? Because she's weak and already in despair from the divource, a voice told me in my mind. Weirdly, i knew that it was the truth.

I laid on a couch, sighing, with me curling up and Ariel's melancholy eyes drilling my back.


Submitted: April 08, 2011

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unknown girl

Oh! That's so sad!
It is so hard to lose a mom...
I like it :)

Sat, May 7th, 2011 7:57pm

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Thank you! im glad that it made the reader what i wanted he/she to feel.

Sat, May 14th, 2011 8:50pm

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