when we were kids

me and hannah decided that we were going to play forts. its a really easy game. what you have to do is get all the blankets in the house and all the chairs and you have to put the chairs in the living room in a circle, and than put the blankets over em like a tent. then one of us sits inside the fort and the other one goes up the stairs and throws toys at the fort until the fort breaks or one of us starts crying or gets bored.

i usually let hannah throw the toys at the fort, and i sit in the fort . most of the time she throws small toys, like batman action figures or paddles. once she threw a hamster ball with the hamster in it. when we opened it, the hamster was dead. the hamster sacrificed his life to attack the fort. we gave him a soldier's funeral and buried him with a poem hannah wrote. it said

H is for hero
A is for awesome
M is for murry
S is for saint
T is for the best pet ever
E is for evergreen trees were his favorite
R is for really nice

we got out the chairs and blankets and started making the fort. we had to be quiet because mom was sleeping and she hated it when we played forts. she hated it because she didn't want us to get hurt and she didn't want the chairs to break and she had just washed those blankets and its unsanitary, why don't we go play outside or use that new playstation that she bought me.

the fort we made was a good one, probably one of the best. this time we used one of dad's blankets. we took it off his sofa and it had baseball players on it. it was big and heavy and it would be a good shield against toys.

i crawled into the fort and laid down. this was the quiet before battle. i heard the stairs creaking as hannah snuck up. i pretended i was a soldier, hiding in a bunker maybe.

the first shots hit the fort but the fort was strong and i half crawled out and gave hannah the middle finger. she did it back at me and ran to get more toys. i went back in the bunker and pretended to smoke a cigarette.

the next one missed but i heard it hit the ground by the fort and break. i peeked out and saw my playstation on the ground. it was cracked and the last game i played was halfway out of it. it was my favorite game, tony hawk pro skater. hannah giggled and gave me the middle finger again.

i couldn't believe what she did. i was so pissed. i got out and ran up to her. i said "why did you do that?"

she didn't say anything and i got madder. i yelled at her. "why did you do that you stupid bitch?"

hannah was quiet and looked at her feet. her lip was out and she was going to cry. my head felt like it was going to explode and my hands were fists and i yelled again.

"WHY DID YOU BREAK MY PLAYSTATION YOU DUMB BITCH?"

hannah started to cry a little. i growled like an angry dog and hit my fists on her head. she fell down and started screaming and crying. she put her arms around her head and ran to mom's room.

i wanted to throw up and cry. i wanted to say sorry, but i knew it was too late and i knew that mom would hit me too. so i ran downstairs, past the fort and past the dining room table and opened the back door and i ran into the backyard.

i sat down in the grass. it was wet and cold and i looked down at the ground and i started to breath really heavy so i wouldn't cry. i breathed heavy ten times and i started to cry. mom would come out soon so i decided that i would run away. but you have to be smart to run away, and smart people don't cry so i breathed heavy ten times again and stopped.

i looked up so that i wouldn't be looking at the grass anymore. i saw three stars in a row, they were a belt. they belonged to a hunter, his name was orion. i looked at that belt for a long time, and than mom came out.