I fealt closer

Today was my brothers first birthday, he already has long black and big blue eyes.

Ever sence he came I feal like I have a purpose now. Instead of watching I'm interacting. I never thought it would feel this good. Slowly my father is becoming less violent at first this made me even happier, but slowly he stoped coming home now he stays out for weeks. The only me and my brother are here now. His mom dosen't even come by to pick him up anymore. So now I have to watch my brother every day. I don't mind because I hardly did anything anyway. After a few months I almost fealt normal I started to have a routine. But in the middle of all this happines I fealt sad for him realizing he would never have a family.

 

It has been three months after his first birthday. Now he has been starting to try and walk. His hair was longer, and he cried less. He was growing something I never experenced. I wonder what I looked like now. I probably would have had my mothers brown hair and blue eyes to mach. I wonder what would have happened if I have lived. My mother would still have been here, and my parents would have taken care of me, just like how I took care of him.

As the days went on my father never came back. At first I wasn't to concerned but still it had been almost a month. Why wasn't he here? I could take care of my brother, but then the electricity shut off. There was no power, almost no food, and the chill of the outside wheater creeped in. My brother cried more and more. He was hungry, it must have been horible. If only I could get food, but then I would have to leave. Leave, I've never thought about leaving. Why hasn't it occured to me I could venture outside. I must go out to feed my brother. I must.

I steped close to the door. My brother was rapped in a blanket in his crib. He was fast asleep. I wish I could stay by him and watched as he dreamed. But today I was going to leave, I would only come back when I fond enough for him to eat. I walked towards the hall. It lead to our cheap door. I would return, I would be back and him and me could keep on living here together. No mather how cold or how hungry he was I would help him, and then he would grow more and...... and....... He would leave. And I'd be here alone, but for now it was me and him. And neither of us can leave this place yet. So I reached for the door nob, ready to step out into the world.

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[obsidianblood]

I really like the story idea. I was compelled to keep reading and disappointed when there was no more. However, the spelling, grammar, and punctuation errors are plentiful and detract from the flow. Some serious editing would be beneficial. I would like to read more of this story. Keep going.