Bart and Lisa

Chapter one=

You wish you could be like her.

Then you immediately thing, what the hell am I thinking? I don't want to be like her! I hate her guts!

Except you don't.

You don't hate Lisa, you envy her. She's 'the perfect one', the one who has mom and dad's love and care and respect. You're desperate for that, but you know you can't have it. You've longed for it your whole life and you've always known you won't have it.

And that hurts. It really does.

But then you realised that if you didn't care, it didn't hurt. So now you don't care, couldn't even if you tried. Because if you don't have it, then she does. And that means that she isn't the one getting yelled at and getting strangled every other day and crying alone in her bed room; it means she hasn't been swallowed up by the darkness and the pain.

It means she can still be saved.

Lucky Maggie, too young to be expected of any thing. Too young to hurt.

You wish you could come out of your shell and show your parents who you really are, how smart you are, how much better you are than Lisa.

And even if you got that chance now, you're not sure if you would take it. Because you're dead in side. And if you're not the fucking retarded screw up then who are you?

Retard is practically your middle name. It's what all the teachers talk about in the staff room 'Bart Simpson, Lisa Simpson's retarded brother. The one who'll never achieve any thing in his life because he just doesn't care about life.

You've been in that role for so long you almost believe it your self.

You don't want Lisa to be in this situation. But you don't know how much longer you can last in it either.

One thing's for sure though.

You don't want Lisa to turn in to you.