Brothers (Short Story)

Updated: Nov 24, 2019

Credit: Complete the Story by Piccadilly

The breeze rippled through the trees and said "shush," but we didn't have to be told to be quiet. Words were the last thing we needed, and everything had been said, anyway. We new each other well enough to understand we would die out here together, but that was okay because at least we had each other. I held his hand, knowing the pain it caused him, even with the small movement.

It was supposed to be a simple camping trip, but it turned into something much more. So much more. We had learned a lot about each other these last few days.

I learned my brother was quite the fighter. He learned I was a very accomplished serial killer.

This is the end of it, though.

And, this is forgiveness, I believe. At least, the forgiveness I will receive on this plane of existence.

Who knows what I face next.

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