Above All Else: EpilogueHours ticked away by the hand of the clock and the shadows grew long with the evening sunlight streaming in through the hospital window. The steady beat of her brother's heart had long ago become the rhythm of her life. No matter where she went she felt herself walking to it, working to it, repeating it silently in her head so she could live by it. As long as she could breathe it, she had convinced herself it would never stop. From work to home and right back to that lonely room and its cold metallic chair, his heart followed. Nearly a year ago she had first sat down in that chair, never to leave it again, nearly a year ago she hadAbove All Else: Epilogue
Above All Else: Chapter fiveBefore morning had even thrust itself through the window, a horde of people passed through the hospital room. Doctors, nurses, and others who had never thought to visit before she was going to be put down. She couldn't breathe without a machine, and Doctor told everyone who asked that the suffocation would be painless for her, she wouldn't know it was happening. Boy knew full well, or thought he knew, that that was a lie.Above All Else: Chapter five
Friends from long-past classes filed past her bed early in the hours of the sunrise. People she had once worked with, people her job helped, all passed her by. Distant family members, childhood friends wh
Above All Else: Chapter four“Her first day of high school she ended up in a fight with one of her teachers... He said some'in' about animals not havin' the 'bility to think like we do, and she tore 'im a new one.” Man chuckled, leaning back in his chair, gazing thoughtfully at his golden haired sleeper. “I got a call from the teacher himself and he spen' half an hour rantin' about her, and when he finally shut up I told 'im she's exactly 'oo I raised her ta be an hung up.” He had an accent that came and went sometimes, and there was something soothing about it. The way his voice boomed at just the right tone and volume. If he wasn't trying to resistAbove All Else: Chapter four
Above All Else: Chapter threeThe lights in the upstairs window flickered on and off to the rhythm of the dance music close to shattering the windows of the next door duplex. Through the foggy glass he could see his mother seated on the bed she didn't share with Father, her fingers over the switch for her bedside lamp. Next to her wrist lay a half open bottle of pills, like she had forgotten it for the light before even getting the lid off. Wind tore through the tree branches, nearly ripping him from his perch, and he remembered he had no time to stop and watch. Descending the branches of the birch, Boy felt is snag at his backpack, begging him not to go, but their criesAbove All Else: Chapter three
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I'm guessing acma's still going the way it always has...yes?
Kyle got a haircut XP In fact, so did his look-a-like at ACMA. It's creepy, although Kyle cut more hair off.
God I hate the bus.
I'd be interested in seeing Michael with shorter hair XP
....wait....Evan chopped all his hair off too?
Wow...everyone's getting hair cuts all over the place. Now we just need annoying little blonde Evan to get chopped and we're set!
I don't blame you for hating the bus. I'm beginning to hate it too....mostly because there's a guy there who absolutely hates Michael's guts....and just bad mouths him to me....it irritates me. Since everytime I open my mouth about him...I just get told to shut up since he doesn't give a fuck.
I'll work on getting that picture to you after class....since I have my cellphone with me and need a updated picture of him to put on my screen. Haha.
Can't wait to hear from you again!
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It's Mike...
I think Raya told you of me...
I love your drawings...
How've you been lately?
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