This is a little taste from a story i been trying to write the last 5 years hope you like it so far 

My Life

My name is Kiba Snowpaw I'm a wolf, and I live in an apartment with my 10 year old brother I'm 19 years old, and I work as a security guard for a big company called Security Expert, so I am never home at night and I sleep during the day, and we have no parents our mother died when my younger brother was born I was still 9 then and I do not remember much about it, I can't even remember her face anymore.

The only memory I have left is the picture that is on my desk with her and father, and they're both dead now our father died in a car accident for about 3 years ago it was hard for both of us at that time, but a friend of my father took us in, so we did not end up in the system, we owe her our life, I do not know what I would have done without her, and I do not dare to think of it, we stayed with her until I got a job as a security guard, and I was able to support the both of us.

I have now worked for that security company for about a year now, I did save up the entire year so now we have money to buy our own apartment, i was lucky I found an apartment near his school so he can walk there in just a few minutes, it is not a big apartment only about 60 m², but the apartment has 2 bedrooms a bathroom and the kitchen and living room are in one room and every day before I go to work, I send my little brother to bed around 10 pm and I always kiss him goodnight on the cheek before I go to work, I also have my own car not a fancy one, but it can run, and that's all that matters, and I always make sure to be home before he goes to school at 7:30 am so I can send him off with a kiss on the cheek.

We have now live there for about two months and it have not been easy for us it's hard to take care of everything even if i still get help from my father's friend which by the way is called Kitsune which mean Fox on Japanese and that's what she is, she is an White Fox about as old as my dad if he was still alive to day, 49 years old and she didn’t look bad for that age her fur was completely Snow white mine was Pitch black which just made my job easier and my brothers fur is two color white with black spots look kind of cute if you ask me but i know my brother hate them and what to be completely white as her   

i love my little brother and that I will always do and I'll do anything for him, even fight against hell if i have to anyway Even though it's been 3 years now I can still see the sadness in my brothers eyes at times knowing that he is missing our father, even though he was only 7 years old at the time he can still remember things about him and like I said it has been hard for both of us but I have my job to take things from my mind and I wish I could take things from his mind to and make him as happy as I can so on weekends I take him out to see different things as much as I can it always warm my heart when I see him smile I wish he had some friends at school so he didn't have to be so sad all the time I wish I could take the sorrow from him but I guess i cannot do that.