Brothers..

Brothers..

TAGLINE:Luigi, brother of Mario and also another hero but hardly anybody ever cares for him or even notices him he is like the shadow of Mario but Mario see's this the sadness in Luigi's eyes is very noticeable to his brother..
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FOREVER MY LIL BRO

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This is in Luigi’s perspective enjoy.


I stared at the crowd of toads and other mushroom kingdom citizens surrounding my brother shouting his name so loud it could hurt ones ears, they were happy yes but I wasn't. Smiles were far as the eyes could see sketched on every face praising my brother for his victory once more.

There is absolutely no one who has heard of the famous Mario, hero of the mushroom kingdom. Me? Almost everyone doesn't know my name. I watched as Mario and peach were smiling and having a great time my head hurts from the shouting...

He goes off to save the princess, the world....you name it.

He's pretty much good at anything, sports, parties, racing...

when he stands on that big step for the winners and confetti just flies everywhere my stomach churns jealous, envious that he won...many times this happened..

He always seems to be PERFECT at just about ANYTHING.

Even if I go out on an adventure with him, he still always gets the majority of the credit. I watched him smile, laugh and talk with the toads some more still left out I walked away from the big "celebration “I wish someone would give to only me for once in my life...

I hardly got any or none of the credit at all I kicked the ground putting my hands in my pockets begging myself not to shed one tear it’s not worth it!

My head still pounded in pain from all the shouts of "his" name over and over sounds like a broken tape recorder. I gritted my teeth dark emotions clouded my very thought process you call one’s mind.

There were times I even wished he hadn't existed at all, there were times I wish he could just disappear.

I looked ahead at the crossroads the grass flowed as a wind silently passed through leaving a very cold feeling, it’s like its mocking me I feel cold....alone...not respected or even known...to this world anymore..

I always wanted to be like him or even better than him. But I know...That no matter what I do, I can never be like him.

Deep inside, I felt furious and jealous knowing that he's better than me...


But...he's...He’s also my BRO


we may get into fights, but we would always make up, even during the toughest times of our lives.

If something we ever to happen to me, he would be there by my side assisting, helping, saving
me.

And...

I jumped a bit feeling someone tap my shoulder and towards toward the one and only Mario... Shared at him baffled mouth a jaw he was smiling sadly then again the look in his eyes brimmed with tears gleaming with happiness. My gaze followed down to what he was holding and I myself smiled my eyes also brimming with same happiness, he held a green soft fabric banner with the words...

"Thank You Luigi"

I quickly wrapped my arms around his torso and felt him do the same smiling like an idiot but a happy one at that.

When the world seems to forget me he would never forget his little bro. Even if I can't bring. Myself to say it...

"Thank you...for being my BRO".
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It has a nice message and an okay plot. Is English your second language? Some of the sentences were hard to follow because of word choices and lack of punctuation.
brooky
brooky
That was back when I was still trying for good grammar I had no care for grammar back in the day, but now I am a grammar nazi and I care for my stories to have grammar.
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