Short Story

Why Didn’t He Think Of Us?

It was snowy as I sat in the silent and cozy house. I was home from college for Christmas hiatus and I was enjoying the stress free month. The family was out shopping and my brother was out with all of his friends doing things that teenagers do. I sat on the couch with my laptop on my lap and as I began writing a report my cell phone started ringing. I had a text message from my younger brother. He didn’t seem okay and it made me leery. I knew he was not alright so I called him and it went straight to his voicemail. “Hi you reached, Joe leave a message. BEEP”

Of course he turned off his phone; he is so immature I thought to myself. The kid was pretty wry for his age and it really bugged me how he never got caught. This was an apotheosis that my parents had begun to given up after three kids. My older brother Tyler was quite the troublemaker in high school and he was constantly getting kicked out of school, but now he has finally got his act together and he is married with a child on the way. My mom told me to stay home so that I could greet him when they arrived.

Christmas was two days away and the house was very festive. I heard a clamor outside and it was Tyler and his wife Amanda. I ran to the door and opened it up. “Tyler!” I screamed.

He laughed and grabbed his luggage from the car’s trunk. Amanda came up the front steps and gave me a hug. I hadn’t seen either of them in so long since they had moved to Colorado. We all gathered inside the house and within fifteen minutes of their arrival my parents had came home from the mall with bags of presents. I helped my mom bring them upstairs to her room and then the phone rang. It was Mrs. Smith, Joe’s best friend’s mother. She talked on the phone with my dad for awhile and when my dad hung up he said, “Cali go call your brother.”

I knew Joe had turned off his phone but I did what my dad said and called Joe. Surprisingly Joe’s had turned his phone back on because it rang, and rang. But he never answered. I walked down stairs, “Dad he didn’t answer.” I exclaimed.

“That boy is in deep!” my father said gravely, “Did he tell anyone where he was going?”

“He told me he was going out with the his bevy dad, which could be anywhere.” I said.

“I am going to reprimand him when he comes home. We need to start being more authoritarian with him if he thinks he can just go out and not answer his phone.” My dad said to my mom.

At this point my mother had begun to cry. Amanda and I took her in the other room to comfort her and tell her everything will be okaywhile my father and Tyler took out the cars to go look for him. After about an hour of him not answering his phone and no luck of finding his car anywhere the phone rang. I answered it and the person on the other end said, “Hello, is this the Brown’s house?”

“Um yes it is, how can I help you? I said with a confused countenance.

“This is the Oakland police department, is there an adult I can speak too?”

“I can speak, my name is Calli."

“We need you to come down to the hospital. Your brother,” he coughed, “was found in a car accident about an hour ago. We were just able to reach you and Joe was not recognizable as himself after the accident. The driver was under the influence of alcohol and made a glib and irrevocable decision because neither of them survived.”

"What? No that can't be Joe im sorry it just can't be Joe."

"Im sorry dear but we need someone to come to the hospital to make sure it's him."

I began to cry on the phone. "Calli we need someone to come to the hospital. If you need anymore information you can call the police department and someone will talk to you."

At that moment I hyperventilated and I hung up the phone. I have never imagined my brother, my younger brother, would die before me. It couldn’t be true; they must have the wrong kid. There was no way that either Joe or his friend were drinking. It wasn’t even dinner time yet, how could they have been drunk? I didn’t know how to tell my mother. As soon as she saw the tears rolling down my face she knew what it was and Amanda ran to the phone to call Tyler and my dad and they went to the hospital to make sure it was my brother.

I had received the worst Christmas present that you could ever imagine. Christmas Eve we weren’t like everyone else, we were picking out the casket and setting up funeral plans with the Smith family. Two families lost there 17 year old sons 2 days before Christmas and there was no way to change what had happened.

The day of the wake and funeral were the hardest two days of my life. Joe and his friend had a lot of friends at school. They were pretty popular and played sports. This was a huge loss for out town and especially for our family. The entire high school came to the wake and the line of cars went 2 miles down the road from the funeral home. After the funeral I went with Tyler and Amanda for a ride to give my mom and dad some time alone. We went back to the house that night and it didn’t seem right, we all knew that it would never be the same without Joe. He completed our family.

After dinner I went into Joe’s room and cried myself to sleep on his bed. I woke up later that night and no one was asleep yet. It was 2 in the morning and everyone was awake with every light in the house on. Confused I walked down stairs to find my family watching family videos. As soon as I heard Joe’s voice I lamented and when I walked into the living room and saw his face on the TV screen I fell to the ground. My mom came over to me and wrapped her arms around me. I didn’t know how to handle my brother being dead and it was a real reality check. I wish he had thought about us before he ruined his life and ours.

1st Quarter Book Review

1st Quarter Outside Reading Book Review

Girls in Pants: The Third Summer of the Sisterhood by Ann Brashares.
Delacorte Press, 2006 Genre: Realistic Fiction

In the book Girls in Pants: the Third Summer of the Sisterhood, four teenage girls named Tibby, Carmen, Lena and Bridget are spending their last summer together before they all go in different directions to college. Throughout the summer they have to deal with many struggles and problems. Lena has been fighting with her parents about attending art classes and wanting to go to RISD for college. They say she can go but they won’t pay. Lena is very determined to get in and she ends up getting a scholarship. Tibby is very depressed and upset with herself. After her sister’s accident of falling out the window has happened she feels it is her own fault and now she is afraid to take any chances, but she finally realizes avoiding her problems will not help her. Carmen is stressed out over her mother’s unexpected pregnancy and she feels that if she leaves for college in the fall, her family will forget about her having so much of their attention on the new baby. Bridget on the other hand has boy problems. She gets stuck working with Eric, a friend from last summer who she had wished to never see again. Not only does she have to see him all summer at soccer camp, but she has been paired with him for every activity possible. After trying her best all summer to become friends again, they end up going out in the end of the book.

“For those who may have lost track of the volatility of the teen years and the amazing, worth-celebrating resiliency of youth, these books will bring it all back.” says the books jacket.

The author Ann Brasheres has a very simple writing style. It isn’t extremely descriptive but she uses enough information so that you understand what is going on. Through the entire book the writer changes points of views between the four girls. Each talk in a different style and since each girl is going through something a little bit different from the rest, it is very interesting.
This book reminds me of the Clique books. Both series are about a group of friends and all of the problems and struggles that they go through while growing up. The only differences between the two are that the jeans aren’t in the Clique series.

“Finally, finally, at last the strange air of their encounter was dissipating. Her new relationship with him had almost eclipsed the old one. She felt like she could trust herself with him now.”(p.161)

I can really relate to this book. The book is about growing up and how you need to cherish it while you can. The characters in this book are experiencing all of the difficulties to growing up, such as leaving each other when they go away to college at the end of the summer. These four best friends have been through everything together and they are now learning how to get through things on their own.

Summer Nights with My Lacrosse Stick

In today’s society people would be lost without their cars, cell phones, and computers. Americans don’t know how to live without these advantages to everyday life. The prices of things today, like gas, have put many in debt, but no one lets that stop how they live. Have you ever thought about what your life would be like without your most valuable items? What is it that makes things have such value to a person?

The river is calm and almost every boat is back at the dock for the night. The water is like glass and the sun has set behind the mountains. I sit close to the fire as it lights up the sky with its orange, red, and blue flames. The crackling and popping of the wood is loud and the marshmallows smell delicious. I mush the marshmallow between the graham cracker and chocolate, and then I take bit.

I get up from the warmth of the fire and walk down the wooden docks to the boat. They creak with every step I take. I slowly get into the boat and sit down on the cold leather seats to look at the stars. I tilt my head backwards and search the sky. It’s quiet except for the sound of water on the shore, and people laughing up at the fire. If you are patient enough you might actually see a shooting star, or two or three.

The smell of the fire and the sound of people talking get louder. I make my way back to the fire and join in the game of man hunt. It is getting late and I am getting tired so I wrap myself up in a blanket by the fire and I fall asleep. Once it is time to go I get waken up and I have to walk to the car to go home. The summer night is over but it will repeat itself the next weekend.

I grab my orange bag, unzip it, and pull out my lacrosse stick. I slide my goggles over my head and put my orange mouth gaurd in place. I run out on the field and it's time to play some lacrosse. My stick is black with white and yellow strings, and down the side of the shaft it spells Harrow. That is the brand of my lacrosse stick. I have a solo, which means that the stick and the head are in one piece. Although my lacrosse stick was expensive, it was well worth it. I play lacrosse almost all year round and I don’t know what I would do without this sport. It is not only a way that I am relaxed but it also is a lot of exercise and running around. I have made so many new friends from all over through playing lacrosse, and have grown closer with friends I already had. I play lacrosse in the spring, fall, and the winter time.

Without my lacrosse stick I wouldn’t know what to do. Not only does playing lacrosse relax me, but it is also good for when you are angry or stressed. You have all the power you want when you have the ball. You can shoot it as hard as you want into the net and you are in control of all the plays when you have the ball in your stick.

I value both my lacrosse stick and summer nights. Although one has a high price, and the other is priceless, they both play huge roles in my life, both lacrosse and summer nights have a way of relaxing me. I love being with my friends and family and when I am playing lacrosse or down at the river on a summer night, I get to be with both. There is no way that I could ever put a price on either.

With my lacrosse stick I am able to play my favorite sport and be with all of my friends at the same time. Almost nothing gets better then that, but the perfect summer night looking up at the stars is also extremely important to me. The memories that you get from them you will never get back and that is why I think that neither of these things could have a price. If I couldn’t play lacrosse or realx on a summer night, there would definitely be a piece missing from my heart. I can honestly say that lacrosse and the memories of summer nights will never be replaced in my life with anything.