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he p

r was a basketball player. He was gifted, to say the least. At least Matthew was ahead of his elder

was still training. At times their father would complain about feeling numbness

eep which was too much for him to handle, so their mother took him to th

man. This situation left his elder brother in deep depression, which led to alcoholism and d

carefully on his wrist but saw nothing. Controlling himself, he rose, backing away from Matthew. I'm not on drugs, alcohol or anything, he thoug

e his hands. He had to be smart. He crept a smile across his mouth as he dried his hands. The gather

p, she smiled and told them good night, but it was a strained smile.

*

ectronic buzz and beeps from video games; tinny music floated all over, but for the most part, there's the so

r watched as Matthew and her walked into park. He slipped his arms around Theresa's shoulders, and the

reoccupied this weekend after the dinner that he hadn't heard a word from her. At first, Theresa had acted as though she didn't like Matthew a

the park, but Theresa's presence with Matthew disgusted him the more. Flashba

the person standing by the bush dressed in a black hoodie and black joggers, when the rays of the sunlight reflected on his face. Chris

is jacket and attempted to ring the bell. The hammer came down with a loud thump, but the ba

spot. He sat to watch as Matthew took Theresa's hands. R

his class. Steering himself toward the East end of the park he saw the man on black hoodie again. This time close to the whee

tumbled too quickly for him to control as the wires began to spark from inside affecting

ormal. The control machine began to

opher couldn't meet up with him. It

the students down. He searched for Theresa and Matthew on the wheel, he couldn't fi

eyes and tone. He gently tilted her chin unti

right."

esa's hands. "I should take her home." He spoke up w

ed the two walk t