yed him. Jonathan's eyelids began to grow heavy. His parents had stopped fighting an hour ago and that was really the only reason why he wasn't asleep but he had so much on his mind that he couldn't and didn't feel like sleeping. He rubbed his face away of the dry tearstains. He stood up and stretched from sitting down in the corner for so long. He clambered into his bed and fell asleep within minutes. The alarm clock beside his bed went off at 6:30 A.M. He was still half-asleep when he tried turning off the clock. It took a while for him to find the off button so instead he threw the clock across the room. Jonathan got dressed and walked down the hall to the kitchen. He usually didn't eat breakfast, but he hadn't eaten the night before for his stepmother was too bust fighting with his father. He opened one of the cabinets and took out a white bowl with a crack running down the side. Then he reached into the fridge for some milk and oddly enough found the cereal in there as well. As he sat down and began eating, his younger sister walked into the kitchen. "What are you doing up so early?" Jonathan asked with his mouthful. "Couldn't sleep." She answered, she her self was still half asleep. "You going to school today?" She asked. "Naw, gotta work today." "Damnit." She said under her breath as she threw an apple, which she had retrieved out of the fridge into the garbage can, frivolously. "I was hoping you could get me out of class early and drive me over to Brenda's." Jonathan's right eyebrow rose as she sat down, yawing. "Girl, you know I can't do that. Remember what happened the last time-no wait, uh, last..two, three, four, yeah, four times I did that? Dad got so pissed and almost made me get a job at his music store." "So?!" she yelled. "That would be hell of a better job than working at where you are now. Why do you even work there?" "Because, I do. Simple as that." "Do you get off on cutting dead people up?" He cut his eyes at her. ...
