My Memories…..My Sorrows…..My Woes(CONT.4)

I opened my eyes quickly to a tapping sound on my window. It startled me, becuz my window is on the third floor of our house. I stood up and leaned toward the window to what it was, just then my brother grabbed my sides.

I screamed and punched him in the face. When I turned around, he smiled. “Sis, you can hit pretty fuckin hard. I was only fuckin with you.” He laugh and rubbed his nose. “I heard a noise, like a tapping on my window.” His eyes got wide, “Let me take a look.” He walked to the window quickly. “Theres nothing there. Your imagining things..” He walked out of the door, thenpeaked his head back in. “Dad called….” I looked at the phone. “Wha? Sorry say that again.” He sighed, “Dad called…..Dont worry I didnt tell him anything.” We weren’t and infact still arent very close to our Dad. I mean sure we love him, but I could never tell him anything. My brother is the same way, Draven and I share every thing. Just up until my second year in highschool, I started to sorta drift away from him and focus on nothing but my band.

I fixed my hair, I put 2 buns where pig tails go and the rest of my long black hair lay on my shoulders and back. I Put my black eyeliner, very carefullly…..