"Finally! A little brother!" A nine-year-old me screamed.

"Please be a nice child, and slow down, Ollie. Your brother is sleeping. You'll wake him up." Mother scolded.

'l am not a nice child. I won't listen to her. I'm a bad girl.'

I started laughing loudly.

"Ollie! Stop laughing."

'I'm a bad girl, mom. I won't listen to you.'

"Hahahaha" My laughing got louder and louder 'till I wasn't able to hear anything but my giggles. Suddenly, I wasn't able to see anything, but blackness.

It's all black.

I don't like black.

"Ollie, please stop laughing." Someone whispered.

"I don't want to," I whispered back.

"Ollie, please stop laughing." Someone was begging, but I wasn't listening. I kept on laughing.

The whispers started getting louder 'till they became screams.

"OLIVIA! STOP LAUGHING!" Someone screamed.

That's when I opened my eyes.

-Yus <3