Phobia attack

Chapter 8

My mom rushed in, I couldn't even make a move or sound, I just laid there like a heap of sand staring at my brother's corpse. Hell! I couldn't still believe that had happened, he can't really be dead right?

It was just a graze from a pillow not that it had actually hit him, how is it that he is dead, it's not possible, it's not.. I scrutinized his face waiting for him to say 'got you!' and then I would spank his ass or tweak his ears but the longer I waited for this to happen the longer it took.

Tears built up in my eyes threatening to fall, I felt a hand snuck through my back. I strained my neck backwards and met my mum. She had tears streaming down her cheeks, her hands trembling as she bent down to hold me. "Mum." I sniveled and she cupped my cheeks into her palm saying soothing words to me.

"I didn't do it, I didn't.. do it." My eyes pleaded, she nodded with a quiver and hugged me to her chest. My hands wrapped around her as I watched my dad and the emergency nurses pul