Memorable Brothers

Alive once again before the sun. Towering over our city, we know we run the place. Everyone looks up to us, while we look down at them like they're ants. Me and my brother aren't the mean sort. We just like to have fun with what is around us. We love the birds that fly around us to see themselves, and the big birds that fly over us. We love the little garden we see every morning that gives life to our day. We love teh blood that keeps us awake every day. We are dominate forces of man that stand strong. We were made to be eternal. We go about our day like every day. We srand still while our blood goes to work. Today feels like a different day, however. There are no special meetings, or new peopleto meet, it just feel awkward. I know my brother feels the same. We've always shared one mind. Without him I'd be nothing. I try to forget, but I go about my day constantly observing everysecond patiently waiting. I notice a big bird in the distance. This one is different. Over the years I've studied their migration patterns and this wasn't one. Why were they coming toward us? Didn't they know that we weren't their nest? As they came closer, me and my brotherworried. Would it turn? Would it miss us? We tried moving but we were stuck and struck with fear. In that brief moment I finallyrealized what was happening. My brother was struck in his heart. I looked at him with sadness inside me. Blood rushing through my body while blood was comig out of his. My brother was gone. he started to cry with pain and fall to the ground slowly in pain. I couldn't believe I let this happen. I watched him crumbleunder me wanting to help but unable to move. People were now running away from him like a monster but some stared in amazement of what had happened. He covered the city with his death. I mourned for my loss. I stood and waited unknowing from behind my fate was soon to be like my brother's. I cryed with more painthan my brother. I was now losing and my brother wasn't there for support. I tried to remain strong for the both of us but the pain was unbarible. I also fell, leaving my city covered with my soul. They mourned for us like we were one of them. I was dean, but I still could see all the one's that were lost or dead. I never wanted this to happen. I didn't want to let my brother fall. We never did anything to cause harm, but someone stabbed us in the back. People sometimes have evil hearts. Some others have good hearts. Some will fight for themselves. Some will fight for the love of others. I hope people will realize me and my brother faught in the shock of dangerfor the love of our city and the love we share. I hope they will understand we can not be loved by everyone. I hope they will also understandno matter how big and strong, you will always have weakness. I hope our story will be rememberedn not only for the mourning of us, but of the others that were lost. And I hope that we will be remembered as memorable brothers.