I release a heavy sigh as I stare at the door of my bedroom.
I have avoided as much of it as I could, but there are things that simply can't be avoided, things that we...**SIGH**...have to do.
First, I had to kill my brother.
Now, I have to attend his funeral.
The thought of running away doesn't seem so bad right now, because I do not have the energy to do this, to deal with the thoughts of the tribe.
A slight knock on the door calls for my attention.
—"Yes?"— I answer.
—"It is time"— Michael answers back from the other side of the door.
I fight my tears as I with heavy limbs, with a heavy heart walk towards the door.
—"BLAZE...MAKE IT STOP!"—
I stop just a few centimeters away from the door.
That's an image that will hunt me for the eternity.
I open the door.
—"Is it okay f
