Chapter 1, Lonley

It's such a quiet world I live in.
My dad left us when I was 7. He had other children with a prettier lady. My mom is an acholic now. She's always drunk. I can't remember the last time I saw her when she wasn't drunk. We live with my grandma and grandpa, (Granny and Pops),  and my little brother, Ben,  died 2 years ago when he got hit by a car walking to school.
I'm 16 now.  I'ts been 9 years since I have seen my dad, but my whole world came crashing down when I got the letter.
I was just sitting in Ben's room, holding his sweatshirt as I always do when Granny and Pops aren't home, when I heard our dog, Lucky, barking. I looked at the clock, 2:30. The mail just arrived.
As I sauntered down my stairs, I saw my mom with the mail, just starting to cry.
" Mom? What's wrong..?" I asked her.
" Nothing. I'm uhh, I'm going to bed. Feed yourself." She said trying as hard as she could to keep a straight face. Drunk again. As always.
I started looking through the mail, maybe something was in here that upset her? Who knows.  Could just be taxes. As I shuffled through the mail, I saw our names. The letter said, " To my children, Anya and Ben. From Dad." I dropped the letter on the table. I was shocked. I suddenly felt dizzy. My world spinning. I just barely made it to my couch before I colapsed. My breathing was fast, and I was choking. I was wishing Ben was here. Then I blacked out.