Before the girls cheering and the boys yelling before the talking hallways and the weird food.
There was a young boy, nobody knew his name because nobody cared about him. He was just part of
the background. People would just bang into him they would say "Hey move it will yeah?!" or
"What the hell?! move it idiot!" after they would say that he would say in his soft low voice
"I'm really really very sorry I wont do it again". Even tho it wasn't his fault he never got
in a fight,he never yelled at someone and he would never ever say anything bad to anybody.
Days became months and sooner than you think years went passing by the poor young boy who didn't
know what to do all alone. He would cry when nobody was looking,he was draw so many wonderful drawings
but somebody ended up throwing them away or writing all over it and even say "Hey look at the gay drawing
this moron drew!!!". Everybody would laugh and the young boy would either cry his eyes until blood was his
tears and he would pass out or cut himself until the blood went down his arm wishing he wasn't so lonely
in the world. One day he saw this lovely young girl he couldn't believe what he was seeing he thought he was
seeing a angel.
When he saw her he felt different his heart was racing his heart started to hurt and he couldn't breathe normally.
He would mostly see her at lunch time or after school. he would see her and her friends walking down the street talking
about something he didn't know what. At school he would draw pictures about him and her talking, hugging or even kissing
he could only wish for her to talk him.he would say to himself "Man oh man shes so pretty she
makes me feel so different even tho I'm only looking at her from afar".
One day he saw her with a bunch of boy's, one boy said
"Hey there, you wanna go see a movie"
other one said
"No go with me"
the young girl said
"no thank you"
the boy's got mad and threw her book's on the floor. while they were walking away laughing the young boy went over and in a low tone voice he said
"U-u-umm... C-can i help?"
the young girl said
"Thanks but i think i got it"
"i seen what those boy's did, that wasn't very nice"
"i know but thanks for caring" said the young girl as she brushed her hair backwards
"I-I-I'm Sky, but most people call me Sonic"
"Yeah, who calls you Sonic?"
"u-umm... nobody really... i don't have that much of friend's" said the boy while his voice became lower and lower
"You Can Just Call Me Spring" she said while laughing softly
From that moment on Sonic and Spring talked mostly everyday
One day while Sonic was going to Spring's house he heard her mother crying
Sonic asked what happen but she didn't
"what happen??" sonic said again but still no reply...
Sonic look at the newspaper and the title said "Girl gets hit by a truck"
Sonic Yelled "WHERE IS SHE!?!"
Her mother pointed at the hospital 10 blocks down, Sonic started Running as fast as he could...
by the time he got there the doctor said "who are you?"
"I'm here to see Spring! please tell me where is she!!"
the doctor pointed to the door next to him but said "you can-" but by the time he could finish Sonic Ran Into The Room
He Saw Spring Lifeless Body And He Started To Say
"Wake up, spring its me sonic wake up please!"
she opened her eyes slowly and in a very low tone she said... "I..Love...You"
Sonic Said
"I LOVE YOU TOO PLEASE DON'T DO THIS!! I NEED YOU!!"
He fell on the floor and started to cry
The doctor came in and said
"Please, young boy you cant be in here i need to ask you to leave"
"w-will she be okay?"
"what did you say?"
"i said will she be okay???"
"i not really sure... later i'll let you know, but for now please sit outside"
So he waited... and waited... and waited.... 5 hours pasted and he was still waiting until the doctor came back... with a sad expression on his face...
"I'm Sorry..."
Sonic didn't say a word... he just ran right out of the hospital...
After the funeral was over Sonic was never happy... he never talked.. the only thing he did was wishing he could have saved her...
after a few year's something was on the newspaper the title wrote
"18 year boy jumps off of a highrise building eyewitness reported him saying for his lasts words (Spring i love you...but where i'm going i think i can never see you again but please if you can hear me... i love you... you were my life...)"
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