Brother
This is me just messing around with a story starting to come to mind. maybe ill write a book? Just saving it on here cuz i have no where else to.... Prologue:
Have you ever met a person with heart? Someone you know by just looking at the twinkle in their eye that they're not like the jerk offs arond every corner? I know that sounds a tad cliche, but I sure have. In fact, I saw him exactly six minutes and forty-seven seconds after he was born. There's three things I noticed about this little baby: how tiny his feet were, his head and the fact he had absolutely no hair to cover it, and his beautiful blue eyes. His name is Bentley. And he was my brother. I was eight at the time, and I needed a friend. Almost immediately, I claimed him as mine; my brother, my new best friend, and my son. Because I knew my mother would soon be gone and my father could only get so far with the two of us and a wine bottle in his hand. I know it's supposed to be sad, but people really under estimate the strength of a girl eight years young, and I was determined the moment I found out my momma was pregnant. When I first saw Bentley, I knew my waking days would be forever changed. I mean, there's no staying the same person once a miracle, like my new best friend, comes into your life to shake you to more reality like a leaf being shaken from a tree. Together we could conquer this life, and I whispered that promise to him when no one was watching. It was no secret that I'd already loved him more than I loved anything in my entire life.
Have you ever met a person with heart? Someone you know by just looking at the twinkle in their eye that they're not like the jerk offs arond every corner? I know that sounds a tad cliche, but I sure have. In fact, I saw him exactly six minutes and forty-seven seconds after he was born. There's three things I noticed about this little baby: how tiny his feet were, his head and the fact he had absolutely no hair to cover it, and his beautiful blue eyes. His name is Bentley. And he was my brother. I was eight at the time, and I needed a friend. Almost immediately, I claimed him as mine; my brother, my new best friend, and my son. Because I knew my mother would soon be gone and my father could only get so far with the two of us and a wine bottle in his hand. I know it's supposed to be sad, but people really under estimate the strength of a girl eight years young, and I was determined the moment I found out my momma was pregnant. When I first saw Bentley, I knew my waking days would be forever changed. I mean, there's no staying the same person once a miracle, like my new best friend, comes into your life to shake you to more reality like a leaf being shaken from a tree. Together we could conquer this life, and I whispered that promise to him when no one was watching. It was no secret that I'd already loved him more than I loved anything in my entire life.