Brother
My brother. My brother was dead. He was found dead in the dump site. My one and only friend was dead. My poor brother.
" I was checking the garbage car around 7:30 in the morning when I noticed a red plastic. At first I though it was just a plastic but the more I look at it, it wasn't." said the man. He was the one who saw my dead brother.
He is wearing a brown shirt and a jaggy pants but the holes in his shirt is visible.
" And after that?" A police officer asked the man. I was near the area and I was allowed to enter. My uncle is a chief officer and he was voluntarily asked to handle this case and dad was with him, he was allowed to enter since my uncle is his brother. My mother was busy mourning at my brother's death while I can't stand a chance to see my brother's lifeless body so I went along with my dad. I want to know who did this to my brother. I want to know.
" I love collecting things, Sir" the man said. " Some of the things that are thrown here are still working and are useful" he added.
The police officer nodded as if he understood the man's word and continued his interrogation with that man.
" As I went nearer the plastic, I found out that it was a dead body covered with blood that makes the plastic became red." the mad continued.
"And? After that you come closer to it?" the cop asked. As I was quietly listening to the cop's interrogation I was also studying the area. We are here near at the scene where my brother's body was found. I saw some police man who are taking a picture at the area where my brother's body was found and the other are discussing of my brother's case.
I spotted my dad and the chief officer, my uncle, they were talking as they walked towards me.
"Are you hungry?" asked dad. My uncle saw me and smiled at me sadly, I just nodded coz I cannot bear to see such a sad eyes nor smile. I don't want to remember of what happened to my brother.
" How's the investigation? Find anything?" I asked him instead. I saw how my father's eyes and my uncle's met. I knew it! They know something and they don't want to share it with me!.
" We're still looking for evidences. Don't worry too much, we'll handle this ourselves. Why don't we go back and be with Mom, she needed us right now." I know that but I don't want to stay there. I don't want to. I want to tell him that but I know what's the best right now and that is to go home and be with my mother's side.
Someone's POV
What I have done? What did I do? I'm not the one who did it right?
Yeah that's right, I'm not the one who did it. Someone asked me. Someone pushed me to do it.
I just have to do it. I don't have a choice.
I'm sorry.
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