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2am thoughts
Shadows. They were everywhere. I couldn’t sleep, even if I wanted to. My eyes were begging to be closed, but I couldn’t.
Staring out the window, all I could see was him. He was just there, staring at me, daring me to close my eyes. And as I eyed the bruises littering my arm, I knew it was time. Slowly, I got up, ignoring the pain in my back. I felt bile threatening to climb out of my throat, but I ignored that as well. It would be over. Soon. Grabbing the knife on my table, I felt my body shaking. I closed my eyes, only to open them again. He was still here, and while he’s here, I’m not safe. I slowly open the door, the darkness hitting me instantly. I walked on shaking legs, until I got to the room. As I opened it, I saw the face of my brother, sleeping peacefully. With tears streaming down my face, I moved closer. “Angel?” Oh, how innocent he was. “What are you doing?”
“Nothing. Go back to sleep.”
“Ok, good night.”
And as I plunged the knife into his heart, I whispered, “Good night, I love you.”