Annabel E 

You know that feeling when you have something one your mind and want out so bad but you can't, well that's how I feel.
 
  It's been ten years since the accident, ten years since we lost our parents, ten years since I lost my voice.

 My brother and I have been through a lot and I have a feeling that life's not done with us yet, we may live in this huge house but the loneliness never subsides, well at least we have each other.amd more to come.

Louder than words

I forcefully pull myself out of bed, I wipe a few escape tears from my face, I reach for the aspirin on my bed side and water. I've been keeping them there since I realized they help with the headaches. 


My name is Lara Meghan and I can't speak. I lost my voice ten years ago after an accident or rather, the incident. 


My voice wasn't the only thing I lost to that "accident", I lost my parents, I lost my little sister I never had the chance of meeting, I lost my brother too metaphorically speaking, Lex was never the same after that day, he still tries though, he has been the only best thing in my life since that day, he is my pilar. 


I've had the same nightmares about that incident every night since that day, it's the universe' awful reminder of all I lost. 


When I check my time it's a few minutes past three, a little later than usual. Whenever I wake up I would work on my paintings till dawn, it always took my mind off the nightmare. I walk to my painting that I've been working on. 


I never seem to get it right. It's a meadow in a peaceful and serine world. Sometimes I wish I could escape there if only it exists outside my dreams. Just before the night mares start every night I'm in this place with my whole family we always look so happy. 


The knock on my door draws my attention just in time to see Lex let himself into my room. 


"Hey, how was your night" he asks, I make the okay sign and he smiles not a real smile though, it never reaches his eyes. 


"You are still working on this, it's beautiful" I shake my head disagreeing with him, it doesn't compare to the real thing. 


"Well, I think it's amazing still" he says and I smile little. 


"I actually came to tell you that, I'm going out I have a few things to pick up from college" he says and I nod. 


Lex is twenty one, he was only eleven when the accident happened, he was spending the night with his friends, he didn't witness anything first hand and I'm glad, I don't think I would have survived if I had lost him too. 


After lex leaves I go down to the kitchen, I make myself a cup of coffee then another, I'm about to head back upstairs when I see some movement in the bush outside the kitchen through the window, I stare at it but there's nothing there so I brush it off, but what I can't brush off is the feeling that I'm being watched.
