I walked through the town my hood up, my head down and my eyes half shut. I passed by the shops and houses barely taking a glance at them.

I made it to the edge of town at around half 5 and just kept walking. There was a small neighbourhood to my left so I walked into it and started to walk through it.

I passed by groups of children, between ages 4 and 9, just playing around. They looked so happy and were full of energy. When I was at that age I never left the house.

The only time I left the house was for school or just out in the garden to help the boys practice volleyball. I never did any extracurriculars so I spent all my time at home.

I watched as the kids jumped around not a worry in the world. Now that I'm older I have so much to worry about, especially since the two boys in the house aren't exactly the best with money and stuff like that.

We moved out of the house with our mother at the age of 12. The new house is the one we live in now, it used to be owned by a close friend of her's but she wanted the house to go to our mother.

Our mother was diagnosed with a cerebrovascular disease a year after we moved into the new house. That's a disease that affects the blood vessels and blood supply to the brain.

She died after 2 years after being diagnosed. The one thing that I hated about being at the hospital was how quiet it was. The only noise was the distant shuffling of nurses and doctors and once she had moved rooms there was no noise.

Seeing her like always brought tears to my eyes. I sat by her side every Monday and Friday night for at least two hours just waiting for her to show any signs of life. But I never saw any.

We were barely 15 when it happened, that was the last time we saw our mother.

After that one of the doctors that was caring for our mother came into the picture. He offered to let us move into his house and live with him. We declined his offer but the police said that we needed to have someone over the age of 18 with us.

He worked with us and we agreed that he would come visit us every week in the house since it was clear we didn't want to leave. For the first while mothers money helped pay for food and school.

Since mother's friend owned the land around the house we didn't have to worry about that. The doctor, Phil, helped us learn how to cook and clean. Although Atsumu and Osamu could never make a full meal.

Of course the older we got the more changes happened. Change of rooms, fixing everything broken, more volleyball gear, school books. More and more money related things started to pop up and it was a lot to take in.

I wasn't ready to count on my brothers. I always wanted someone to help me with that. I never said stuff like 'I'm fine' because I knew that if I said that they would know something was up, so I always say 'I'm great!' Or something more cheerful.

It wasn't everything at home that was pulling me down, it was school as well. I'm not the smartest in fact I can barely get past all the tests and homework.

I spend every night studying so that one day I'll get a good job and we'll live happily. Free of worry. It was never easy to fit in with the girls at school. I was different.

Most of the girls enjoyed wearing skirts and getting boys but I hated them, getting boys isn't exactly fun for me either. I just prefer to have guys as friends, they're nicer and fun but one downside is they don't notice much.

Then I took up being the coach and probably the manager things got worse. Girls started to get pissed that I was able to be working with the boys. Maybe it was because normally girls aren't allowed to work with the boys teams.

Probably because everybody loved Atsumu and Osamu and no one really knew that I was their sister. Except the teachers I suppose. That resulted in a lot of bullying and that shit.

Since I was the coach, and a girl, there was a lot of sexism towards me. Girls can't be coaches they have to be managers, stuff like that. It never really bothered me but recently it's been getting harder to deal with.

I passed through another part of the neighbourhood and I felt a pair of hands grab me by the hips. I got twisted around and then I saw them.