People think I'm strange because I bury my life in books and read all day. But they don't know what happened, they don't know that I use this as an escape from that day... From reality
When I was 14 years old, my twin brother Wesley committed suicide in front of me and I never understood why. He was always happy, never sad nor angry and he hardly ever got into fights. He was a really good guy, that day... that was the day that I lost my everything.
In high school, I buried my nose in books just do people wouldn't talk to me or ask me how I am feeling because I didn't want to hear it. I didn't want to truly admit that he was gone.
___ flashback 6 year old Abby____
"Wesy!! Come on let's go play, you have been on that for forever!" I whine
"In a minute Abby, I'm doing my homework"
"But all we had to do was write about who we like the most" I say and he rolls his eyes
"Your so dumb, when you get older you'll understand" he says and I pout and cross my arms
"I am not dumb! And your the same age as me!" I say and he laughs and then I laugh too which causes me to bite my teeth and I feel something come out and I am bleeding so I start crying
"What's wrong Abby?" He asks and I point to my bleeding gum and he smiles
"Abby, you lost your first tooth! This is great" he says and I cry harder but he gives me a hug
"Awe don't cry Abby, it's okay. I'm gonna get mommy and she will make this all better" he says while walking out
I remember that day so well, he was honestly a nerd. He always did work ahead of time and he was really good with computers. Then as we got older, he got better at it and I taught him how to play the guitar when we were 10 and we formed a band. But of course, once we were 13, he thought that singing with his sister was not cool anymore so we stopped playing. Then the worst day of my life happened
____flashback 14 year old Abby___
"Wes, what are you doing out here?" I ask with full curiosity. It's weird for him to be up here this early in the morning. He turns around and he looks like he has been crying
"What's the matter Wes"
"You shouldn't be up here Abby. Go back inside, everything will be alright. Just go back inside" he croaks out in between sniffles and I know that something is wrong. My brother is happy all of the time, he's barely ever sad, or mad
"Why Wes? It's nice up here. Woah, why do you have that?" I ask referring to the blade he is holding in his hand
"I love you Abby. Turn around" he says and I know what is going on
"Wes, you don't have to do this" I say and a tear slips down his face
"People aren't always what they seem Abby" He says while raising the knife to his throat
"NO!" I yell while running up to him but before I know it, he's gone. I scream out for my mom and dad, I scream out for him
"WHY WOULD YOU DO THIS WES!" I scream but I know he can't hear me. He's gone and there's nothing I can do about it. He's gone and he's never coming back
That memory scared me forever, it was the worst day of my life but I have always question what did he mean by people aren't always what they seem?