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The Sheriff: A Fictional Narrative
“Maybe in a few years.”

5 words that haven’t t left my mind since I heard them 18 months ago today. 18 months ago, since I shot Eugie. I have wondered and pondered what the sheriff could’ve meant by those words. I tried talking to father about it, he shrugged me off, told me to forget about it. Mother only speaks to me in short abrupt sentences. Sister- it’s better she don’t speak to me at all.

At school, this boy would sit with me- I think he pitied me if i’m honest. He was my only “friend”. I decided to tell him about the Eugie incident, thinking he’d be able to help me understand what the sheriff meant. I was wrong.

“And then the sheriff said ‘maybe in a few years!’” I exclaimed to the older
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Word quickly spreads at school about the incident and before I know it, mother and father are contacted. The car ride back home is silent. Once father breaks the silence he is livid, I have never seen him so angry and honestly, I was terrified. He said I ruined our chance of having a fresh start. Mother didn’t even say anything. I went up to my room with tears pooling eyes. Father used to be the only one who treated me normally, but the way he yelled at me that night…I felt like such a disappointment, I couldn't bring myself to talk to them anymore. All I ever did was cause …show more content…
Everybody hates me. Mum, Dad, (sis), the people at school. I don’t talk to anyone at school, even if they say mean things, I don’t have anything to say. I don’t talk much at home either, the disappointment in father’s eyes is just terrible! Even mother has tried asking me if I want more dinner and I don’t respond. I feel like I make people angry, so I avoid them.I didn’t mean to shoot you. Some people think I did. Why would I want to shoot you? You’re my brother. I wonder if you hate me too.

-Arnold.
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Eugie why did you have to go? Why did I have to shoot you! I am so mad at myself. And I do not care that it’s not your fault but I am angry at you too. You could have been here and everything would have been better. Nobody would yell at me, nobody would have called me horrible names, I would have somebody to talk to. I had no one to play with, no one to look up to, no one to call my brother.

-A
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I have decided that if I want to be like you, I need to man up. I won't let the kids at school call me names, I will not let anybody believe that I would want to hurt my own brother. I will make you proud Eugie.

-A

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