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What happened to my brother was both bizarre and a blessing in disguise.
The freak situation that took over his life was like nothing I had ever imagined possible. Maybe in the world of fiction it was a possible occurrence, but not in what we call real life.
Thomas had been my older brother, by three years, which had once made me the youngest in the family. He had been a selfish child who grew up to be a very selfish adult. From my earliest memories of our childhood together I could remember him never once sharing his toys with me, yet he had always expected me to give him ownership of mine. It had been a case of what’s mine is mine and what’s yours is also mine! Oh yes, my brother had been a terror, always hitting me when my mother’s back was turned and carrying on if I hit back, making me look like the troublemaker.
Still, I stood by him and had once upon a time actually enjoyed having him in my life, which is more than I can say for how he felt about me. To Thomas all I had ever been was a disposable toy, one to discard and recollect only when he needed someone to make him feel better about himself.
Unfortunately, child play became teenage hassles and finally adult problems. When I think back at any hint of trouble in my life, it had somehow always been related to something Thomas had done. He had cost me friends, relationships and even money.
Somehow, as we got older, I unknowingly found myself becoming the link in the family. I was keeping the four of us connected, using all my will and strength to keep my parents happy and including my brother in everything that I could. Even as we watched Thomas make one mistake after another, we managed to help him up no matter what, which had probably contributed to what he was, even if he hadn’t been aware of it himself.
What we had all dismissed as immaturity and selfishness had resulted in something much more serious, more involved. There had been something which we had all missed, simply because we couldn’t possibly have known that it was even there.
One night while on the Internet, I stumbled on a peculiar site. A site which I hadn’t even been trying to find. What I had initially thought to be an accident, I now believe to have been fate.
The site was called ‘Energy leeches - What you couldn’t possible know…’ my first impulse had been to get out of the site, but for some reason, I read on. The website had detailed a case study which had been carried out during the last fifty years, regarding humans whose sole purpose in life was to drain the energy out of others around them, though the majority weren’t even aware of what they were.
They called them ‘energy leeches’; who eventually cause their main source of energy to wither away. They exist solely through this drainage, without this they are nothing. They fail to exist.
After reading those incredible words on the computer screen over and over again I sat in my lounge room alone for hours that night. Pondering what I had just read, questioning myself thousands of times as the realisation of how this case study related to my life became clear. By dawn I had convinced myself that stumbling on this topic had not been an accident, no, this had simply been the key that I had been looking for all of my life regarding a certain someone.
So after years of putting up with what I had thought to be the inevitable actions of selfishness from the man that I called my brother, I decided to stop.
I stopped listening to his insults, taking his calls, and seeing him. The measures that I found myself taking were pretty drastic but I had responsibilities in my own life, so there was no way I would let anyone else drain any further life out of me.
As days became weeks and later months I continued my crusade. My parents were devastated at first, to have their two children estranged from each other, but it eventually disappeared from their minds, just as Thomas did.
The reason why I had turned my back on my brother and had started the domino effect of his demise in everyone’s mind was because it had became crystal clear to me that I had always been his main source of energy. I was what had kept him going all of these years. With every good deed, the life energy slipped out of me and into him. By turning my back on him, I did the same thing a child does to a monster, and slowly Thomas began to slip away from reality…
Until he no longer existed in anyone’s life.
I am now the only person that still remembers he ever existed in our family. Everything to do with him has somehow faded into oblivion.
That is why I thought it important for me to relive the story of the brother I once had, before my own mind totally forgets. For even now, the further I go on, the less I remember.
All of the memories, which will soon be lost, are the story of Thomas!
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