Memories

This sucks! Everything about this fucking sucks! 

I want to get out, but I know that I shouldn't. Just fighting back against the desire to escape this place and stop myself from reliving my memories is already fucking hard. 

Calm yourself, Luka. Just fucking calm down.

I won't be able to get over my brother if I don't see this through to the end. 

The door behind me swung open abruptly. There weren't even any knocks on the door to announce their arrival. I don't even need to look back to know who this is. 

"Yo, Lil' bro!"

Past me didn't respond. He just looked at the bastard with empty eyes. 

A kid not much younger than my past child self ran through me. It was like my current body wasn't real, which is probably the case since this is all in my mind.