I watched my brothers playing with my Mommy. I felt jealous. Mike was bad enough but Johnny was even worse. He purposely did it to hurt me. Today was my birthday and Mommy was spending more time with Johnny then she was with me. It wasn't fair! I'd got my presents and everything I wanted except one thing. Time with my Mommy and it was all Johnny's fault. I could feel the tears welling up and I ran upstairs. I ran into my room, diving onto the bed and sobbing. I wanted my Mommy. Someone sat on the bed and I looked up at Daddy. He pulled me onto his lap.
"What's wrong, Vic, honey?"
"It's not fair, Daddy. It's my birthday and I've spent hardly anytime with Mommy because of Johnny."
"Oh honey."
He held me close and I hugged him. "I want Mommy."
Daddy nodded. "I'll see what I can do."
I curled up on my bed as he left and stared at the bed covers. I picked at a thread and sighed. I hated Johnny, everything had changed when he came. Even Mike stopped spending as much time with me. He preferred Johnny. I felt the tears pricking up again and shook my head. I wasn't going to let myself cry. Not again. Mommy came in and I sat up straight.
"Come on, Vic, sweetie. Lets go out for a bit."
I smiled and perked up, reaching my arms out for her to pick me up. She did so happily. We walked through the garden and I stuck my tongue out at Johnny.

We got back from the cinema and I gabbled happily about the movie to Mike. He loved it and sat listening. Johnny walked in my room.
"Get out."
"I want Mike."
"Well, Mike and I are talking."
Mike looked at me. "Let him stay, Vic."
I frowned and left my own room, crying.
"Haha Vic, Mommy prefers me and Mike prefers me."
I lost it. I screamed and pushed him. He screamed as he fell down the stairs and I stood frozen as he landed in a heap at the bottom. Mike came running out my room and screamed at seeing Johnny. Mommy and Daddy came running in and Mommy started crying. I shook. Daddy called someone on his phone and I looked at Mike to see him crying. I hugged him. Mommy came and picked us up before carrying us downstairs. Johnny's eyes were closed. I felt scared. Blue and red lights flashed outside and there was a loud noise which I didn't like, so I put my hands over my ears. Two men came in and bent by Johnny before putting him on a bed that moved and taking him outside. Mommy ran outside with him. Daddy put us in the car and started driving.

I sat on Daddy's lap in Johnny's hospital room. He still hadn't opened his eyes and Mommy hadn't stopped crying. Even Mike was crying. Daddy hadn't asked me what had happened and I didn't dare tell him. I felt cold and I looked over at the windows. They were open and the wind was blowing, making the curtains fly. My vision went dark and I looked around before seeing someone in a cloak standing in the doorway. I felt scared and went to ask Daddy who he was when something stopped beeping and made a long noise. Mommy screamed and Daddy started crying. I didn't understand anything. I turned to the door to see Johnny walking out the room with the person in the cloak. I looked back at the bed and frowned, seeing Johnny on the bed.

Notes

Vic is 9, Mike 5, Johnny 3