Detta kommer bli min skrivtråd, alltså ^___^

Till att börja med så har jag en engelskauppgift. Så första texten blir alltså på engelska! Hoppas det är okej!

Jag vill gärna ha konstruktiv kritik, och gärna lite tips på hur jag kan göra för att korta ner den lite grand. Den är nästan lite lång för uppgiften. Jag vill ha samma typ av meningar och sådant med, men kanske man skulle kunna fixa så att det blir färre ord? Det kan jag gärna ta in tips på! Får se vad ni tycker, så kan jag skicka in den till min lärare om två veckor!^^

Enjoy!

"I keep imagine that it was my fault. That I shouldn't have gone for a walk just that night. My fault that I left the house. My fault, my mistake. I left them. Left my family, left my and my brother's room. I left my sleeping brother with a kiss on the forehead, as usual. My twenty minutes younger brother. I was hoping to come home again, sitting by my brothers bed and see him open his eyes in an early morning. As usual. But when I returned again, it was nothing there. Nothing.

When I quickly woke up, I sat up so quickly that I hit my head in the roof. I screamed a little and rubbed my forehead, where I knocked into the roof. Sigh, another nightmare again. I yawned quietly and looked around. The bunk bed wobbled a little, my twin brother Michi was still asleep. He moved around in the bed under mine. We shared room, and we have been doing that for fifteen years. Our whole entire life. I yawned again and climbed down from the bed. I walked up to Michi and sat down on my knees beside him. I lifted my hand and slightly touched his black, straggling hair.

"Michi, are you asleep?", I whispered. He moved around, mumbled something. I laughed and stood up. He was always tired in the mornings. With a shrug I left our room, our house was so quiet. But it was an early spring morning, barely five o'clock. But I couldn't sleep. The nightmares kept me awake.

When I entered my parent's room, they were sleeping too. Great family. I smiled and closed the door, let my family sleep a little longer. As I walked to the bathroom, I pulled my skinny, pale hand through my black hair. This was a great, quiet morning. But why did it feel like the next twilight would be a complete disaster? I shrugged and walked into the bathroom. I walked up to the mirror, stared in my own eyes. It was like staring into Michis green eyes. There was no single difference between us. We looked exactly like each other. I thought a bit about my brother, and that feeling caught me again. It felt like something was about to happen. Suddenly I felt sick, something is going too happened this night. I just felt it. The next second my stomach turned upside down, and I rushed into the bathroom with my hands covering my lips. I threw my head over the toilet bowl, and vomited. I coughed and stood up. I flushed the toilet and closed my eyes. When I looked up, I stood in front of the mirror. And something was very, very wrong with the picture. My face, my white t-shirt, the walls, the bath tub, everything was covered in dark, red blood! I screamed as loud as I could, and fell over on the floor. There was no blood in the bathroom. I pulled with panic my hands over my hair, clothes and face. But there was no blood. Not anywhere. Was I going insane?

Suddenly someone tore up the door, my eyes became blurred and indistinct. I was just about to faint, when someone caught me in his arms. Michi.

"Oh shit, Sora! Are you alright?!", Michi screamed in panic. My parents entered the bathroom with panic in the eyes.

"What happened, Sora? I heard you scream!", my father asked. I couldn't talk. I just wrapped my arms around my brother. Drilled my face into his straggling hair.

"M.. Michi.. Brother Michi..", I mumbled.

I don't remember falling asleep, I don't remember being lifted into my bed again. But the nightmares woke me up in the middle of the night. I sat up and found myself shaking. I have to get some fresh air. I can't stay like this. I climbed down from my bed, and got dressed. I looked at my sleeping brother, like it was the last time I was going to see him. Suddenly tears ran down my cheeks. I sobbed and walked up to him. I sat down on my knees, leaning forwards with my face close to his. I loved my brother so much. Not in a romantic way, but in an overprotecting big-brother way. I sobbed again and softly kissed his forehead. Then I stood up and left my house.

I was just planning for a short walk, but I don't know how long I walked. Must have been a long walk, because the sun was on the way up again. It was twilight. Oh god no, the feeling. And now it was worse. Something inside of me screamed ‘Return! Return now, damn it!'. I didn't know what to do, so I just started running. I ran and ran, until I finally saw my house again. But something was so wrong. It was still dark outside, but the little candle I lightened in me and Michis room had gone out. I tore up the door, and saw my family. My worst nightmare.

I couldn't scream. I couldn't cry. I couldn't move, think or breathe. I was paralyzed. I just stared at the sight. The walls.. It was.. Just like.. Oh god. No, no, no! Whatever, just not this! Finally I could move. I stumbled forward. I reached my brother first. I sat down on my knees, just like I did beside his bed a few hours earlier.

"Michi?", I whispered. I heard the panic in my own voice. His pale face was covered in blood. Just like the walls, the floor, roof and.. My parents. The only thing I had, was gone. My father and mother lay on the floor next to each other. Brutally murdered.

"Mum? Dad? MICHI?!", I could finally scream and cry. The tears ran down my face, like a waterfall. I could stop crying.

"Please! Please, no!", I screamed over and over again. I pressed my brother's dead body against mine. Hoping for a heartbeat. But his chest was cold, not moving at all. Then I threw my head back, still with my brother in my bloody arms, and screamed. So loud, it felt like my lounges was about to explode. I couldn't believe it. I pressed my brother's body against mine again, kissed his bloody forehead. Then I stood up. With seven last words, I left my house and dead family. Forever.

"Don't worry. I will revenge you all.""

Som sagt, konstruktiv kritik! :)