I had been getting ready to head to the mall with Alex again as we do every saturday. Except today felt different, when I passed my brother in the hallway it's like I could feel what he was feeling. Just by walking next to him I could feel his overwhelming sense of pride radiating off of him. I turn to talk to him and before he could walk into him bedroom i say something but then turn back towards the stairs to head downstairs to get food before I leave. It was supposed to be another regular weekend at the mall with Alex, until he got into the car. All this time i could feel others emotions like they had been radiating off of them but then when i was telling Alex about it on the car ride to the mall he just stopped moving, breathing. It was a cold feeling I could feel from him. He was still sleeping but his eyes changed. I've never felt any emotion like this, ever.

“Alex are you ok?”

I asked him and it was like realization hit him. He blinked and then he told me something that was, wel creepy,

“What are you lexi?”

I looked at him with confusion as i realized it wasn't alex that had been speaking but something else inside of him. I pull into the mall parking garage and then get out and start to walk away from him without answering. He yells it at me again.

“WHAT ARE YOU LEXI?”

He storms over as I start to sink down to the ground trying to comprehend what was going on and he grabs my wrist yanking it up and me along with it. And he pushes me against the wall in the garage and looks me dead in the eye. He goes to reach for something in his pocket, looking away for just a moment. And i could feel that same emotion in him, all I could do was describe it, cold like death but filled with hatred. When he goes to reach into his pocket I reach into mine and grab my pocket knife and stab him, right in the chest. I didn't realize what I did until it was too late. I was standing there over his dead body, not very sure of what I just did. I had the knife in my hand, and his blood had been dripping down to the point of the blade. I couldn't move. I just stood there staring at his body. Inso much shock that I didn't realise someone else had pulled up and into the garage. When i finally realized there was someone else in there with me it was too late, she was screaming for everyone to hear.( I have this in google docs and I am going to make it a true short story for class, help on fixing it up would be most appreciated)