i wrote this in like 20 min plz don't judge me ----------- We sat down on the park bench. The clouds were becoming dark and I knew it was going to rain soon. People were either leaving the park or pulling out their umbrellas. Mikey brought his just in case, even though I told him we didn't need it. Looking for a job was harder than I thought, which should have been easy considering the opportunities in New York. But there was nothing that caught my eye or that I was good at. Even working at a store didn’t feel right to me. Mikey sat down on the bench, he pushed up his glasses and looked up at the darkening sky. “Why is it that every time you wanna go for a walk it's when it's raining?” He asked me while he fixed his beanie. Mikey was younger than me, 17, and had found a job in a bookstore. I almost envied him. “I don't know, I guess I just think better” He knew I was thinking about what I should do, if I should find a job or try something else. Something that has been on my mind for a long time now. As a kid I was never good at science or math, and I was always drawn towards art and music. Naturally I wanted to find a career where I'm doing what I love, but I was also afraid. We sat in silence for a few minutes, then my brother spoke. “If you wanna start that band you were talking about, you should” “But what If something happens and it doesn't work? My little brother looked at me. It was starting to drizzle now and I could see the specks of water on his glasses. A few umbrellas were up over peoples heads and the bugs and animals were almost gone, hiding under the foliage. “It’ll be okay Gerard, I know it will. And if something does go wrong then just start again, learn from last time. I also know that you’ll be a hit, your name will be everywhere.” A listened to what my brother said. He was right, I shouldn't be afraid to try something new. At that moment a small butterfly landed on my shoes. It probably couldn't fly because of the light rain, but right when I was about to pick the butterfly up it beat its wings and flew into the sky and behind a tree. The butterfly didn’t give up, and I thought more about what Mikey said. “You're right, I shouldn't be scared. Also, our names are gonna be everywhere, because you're gonna be in the band too" I pushed back my wet black hair to see my brother wiping his glasses, his eyes on me. “Only if I get to play bass” he said matter of factly. “Done” And the rain started coming down harder. We didn’t use the umbrella.
