Dear, Zander..

Chapter 1

              ^^Picture of Zander^^
Dear Zander,
            I want you to know that we all miss you here and want you to come home. No matter what you did or are going to do, we will support you. Mom and Dad are starting to fight again. Saying that they might get a divorce. Ever since you left us things haven't been the same.

         Hope you find the time in your busy schedule to write back. I love you Zander.
                       Hope you come home,
                                              Mariana.

      Today is the first day of Senior year of high school, and I'm not looking forward to the looks I get from people everytime I walk past them. I get them everywhere but they're even worse at school. You see my brother ranaway a couple months ago. I'm sugarcoating it by saying a couple, it's been almost a year. Mom still thinks he's gonna come home at any moment and well dad gave up along time ago.

       "Baby your going to be late!" Mom called from the living room. I snatch my white high top converes and raced down the stairs. Mom always had this thing about being the best at everything. I on the other hand could careless but, when it comes to grades I have to be the best. I guess I got that from my momma. I need good grades so I can get into a good college and get a good job that pays well.

        Zander was like that too until he started smoking, then he was like "Who cares". I always thought it was a faze so did mom. Dad almost disowned him when he caught Zander smoking in his room.

         "You know how I feel about smoking! You will not smoke in this house!" He yelled at the top of his lungs not caring who he woke up.

        "Like you give a shit about me, about any of us!" Zander fires back. He was right Dad was going out and seeing this girl from his office and we all knew it. We told mom but she chose not the listen to us. So naive.

        "You don't know shit, get the fuck out!" Dad screamed this time waking up mom. She was not happy with either of them. Zander picked his stuff for the night then turned to me.

        "I'm coming for you in the morning, okay? So be ready," and with that he left. No one tried to stop him not even me, but I did what he said I packed for a week. Not really knowing how long we'll be gone.

        "Your not going with him. I can't lose both of my kids in one night," mom says as she starts unpacking what I just packed.

       "I am going with him I need to know he's safe," I say hoping she'll stop  pushing me.

       "Well I need to know your safe and I can't do that if your out there with him," she pleads. I know she's right but I care about my brother way to much to see him dead in an alley somewhere.

       "Honey are you okay?" Mom says bring my out if my trance.

      "Yeah I'm fine, bye mom love you,"  I say getting out of the car. Well I guess it's time to face the demon, the demon being high school.