The Scarlet Ibis

“The scarlet ibis” narrative continuation

“HUH HUH HUH” i was heavy breathing running in tears trying to get to mom and dad. I was lost in words shocked, Doodle had just died in front of me . Sadly the infallibility felt amazing I was changing Doodle for me so that I didn't look stupid or so my friends wouldn't make fun of me. I honestly felt infallible knowing that Doodle was doing better and could actually walk, my pride was going over board i did not realize how bad i was pushing him nor did i remember about his heart problems. Perhaps it wasn't my fault I mean I was just trying to help him right ? or was it all for my benefit there's so many ways i can say it happened but is there a reason for me to lie ? or is it the guilt telling me to lie. I'm getting closer and yet I still have no clue what to say.

“Mom mom!”

“Yes son?” the mother replied confused

“Ummmm…. I don't know how to say this” brother replied

“ Just speak son whats wrong you are making us worry!?” dad replied nervously

“DOODLE DIED HE DIED” brother exclaimed

“It was imminent that it was gonna happen but why this soon just why?” mother complained

Doodles spirit was so iridescent, it was outgoing he didn't have any bad intention. Doodle didn't even know bad. I keep asking myself if it was necessary to push him that far. I was trying to build up the guts to tell my parents or maybe I would just tell them something else but would it be worth taking the guilt to the grave.

Mother is crying

“ i have a confession mother” brother said in disappointment