c a i n

These were my life: money, drink, and sex. Sounded yummy, didn’t it? I was very sure that you knew the old saying: ‘Marry in haste, and repent at leisure.’ And that meant I hadn’t never thought I would pop the question.

I overheard people saying that I was useless, but I definitely knew what I was doing. I could insist that I be a decent person. I actually didn’t care about anything. Soon after, I fell asleep.

Today, it was only sixteen degrees outside! I liked the weather here. I lived in Oregon and sometimes I flew to New York City because of my siblings. A large number of people were there because a large amount of money was so powerful. Although I managed my life perfectly well, I still needed some help, and I blamed the cruel economy and the unkind people around me for these matters and inconvenience. My older sister would complain for years about me; however, I always brought something with me because I knew she liked peanut butter and bread, macaroni and cheese, and bananas covered with strawberry.

It was two hours before eight; I knocked the door so many times that I wondered if Amanda stayed at home; therefore, I let myself in because I wanted her to thoroughly study the material for the tests. I must care for her very much. I still remembered when we went on vacation, we loved playing baseball and rollerblading and trying to beat our uncle at putt-putt.

While I was walking inside the room, I suddenly heard someone crying quietly. It seemed to me that they were trying to work through their sorrow and I started to withdraw into sullen silence as well. I saw my uncle whispering to the old lady who I hadn’t liked because her big fat mouth got me into a bunch of trouble since I was little. Seldom had I seen Amanda, that older lady said, ‘I am sorry for your loss, Charlie.’ I suddenly felt fainted because at that moment I figured it out there could be something wrong and I found out now why I couldn’t find my sister. I kept walking slowly in the living room and sat down on the floor. After I turned right, I glanced through the big photo frame behind me. With a frustrated sigh, I started to cogitate. I walked slowly, calmly, but hesitantly towards that gigantic picture before I saw my reflection in that mirror.