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Wren Kalstad
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Stories (10/0)
Love You to Death
Maxie was dead... I sat next to his dead body for what felt like days. I couldn't cry. I didn't feel anything. I laid down next to his body holding his cold, limp hand. "Do you remember when we went stargazing the first time?" I asked the silence as I laid there. The stars were particularly bright tonight. "You pointed out all the constellations that you knew. Leo, The Big Dipper, Scorpio, O' Ryan, Pegasus... All your favorites I hope you get to dance among those stars brother..." I said quietly. I looked at the dead body of my brother. He was staring at the sky with iced over brown eyes. I got up after memorizing his features. "If you are going to dance among those stars, I should put you to rest." The numb feeling growing in my chest. I dragged his dead body to the east side of the river. There was a large rock formation. "Do you remember when we were kids and we were playing on this formation... I fell and scrapped my arm. I had to have stitches. You were there and calmed me down as I cried. You took me to the doctor down the road. Afterwards, you took me to ice cream using your allowance..." I heaved his body under the rocks. It was moist underneath the formation. I looked out at the river. "Hey Maxie... Do you remember when the river flooded that one year and you instantly calmed it. I always knew you were different... You never told mom... That's why you didn't have to take the meds..." I sat him next to the formation. Somber thoughts filled my head. "Do you remember when I caused the death of our first step dad... how I got so angry for touching you that way... I cursed him and he died the next day... The pills taste so bitter... Remember when I killed your ex... I strangled her to death with my mind... Mom calls me a psychopath." I lifted my brothers body up again and waded into the river water. For some reason, I knew that this is where you belonged. "Whatever deity that is out there... please take care of my brother. Let him dance in the stars and forget about all of the horrible things that I have done..." My brothers body landed in the water with a splash. Before my eyes, his body floated away with a green symbol of a trident above his deceased head. I was confused. What the hell does that mean? I stood in the water for a while staring at where my brothers body once was. Eventually, I got out of the river. I walked to the west side of the river, away from my mom's apartment, away from the town that I lived in, and away from everything that I have ever known.
By Wren Kalstad3 years ago in Fiction
Love You to Death
THEN 3 Years Ago Lightning struck, abruptly. Lighting up the window in the small apartment that I lived in. I placed the mythology text book on the nightstand next to my bed. I opened the rickety old window. The air smelled of pine and rain. A cold breeze from the mountains crawled up my bare arms. It was noon. The rain tap danced on the metal roof. A flash of lightning made a figure in a dark hoodie stand out against the crisps pavement. The figure moved closer until I saw his face. It was my twin brother, he was home from the store. I smiled and raced out of my room and into the living room, waiting for his arrival. Maxie met me in the living room a few moments later. He had a cocky, crooked grin on. The atmosphere instantly grew warmer upon his entering. "Glad you are back, little bro!" I said to him.
By Wren Kalstad3 years ago in Fiction
Dreams, Scares, and Night Terrors
"They've promised that dreams can come true. But forgot to mention that nightmares are dreams, too." ~Oscar Wilde We all know how dreams work. Its not necessarily common knowledge. I normally start off dreaming in REM sleep. Even before I fall asleep, I dream. I create worlds or reimagine our own world through the eyes of a dreamer who dreams.
By Wren Kalstad3 years ago in Poets