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Tuesday, 10 May 2011

A Story Of Child, Who Dreamed To Be Seen.

Hey everyone, so, yeah, I thought I'd be generous enough to write you all a story!

There was once a small child, he didn't have many friends, and not many people knew him, but he had something that most kids don't. Happiness. He had 2 or 3 friends, and they were as loyal as you can get. He didn't care what people thought of him, because he thought of no one else besides his family and friends. When he turned 12, he started a new school. A new, bigger, school. He was determined to be noticed, and he wanted people to accept him. The first year of his new school was amazing, he made new friends, he was becoming more popular, and he even got a girlfriend or 2. His life was looking up for him. Later on, he welcomed a new member to his family, and he thought it was amazing. He was so happy. Then, he started to realise something... He didn't have the life he had before this new family member, he was starting to get picked on alot more, he was being made to do things he'd never usually do, and he started getting scared at the reactions from others, because of the normal things he'd do. His happy-go-lucky life he once had started getting harder... As he progressed in his changed life, he became friends with a girl, as they talked more, he got closer to her, and, they became best friends. One thing he noticed though, is people suggested that they should start a relationship, and, he found that stupid. It made him realise, most people can't take the fact that a boy and girl can't TRUELY be friends, without any flirting. They continued to be friends, and they were happy being friends. Later, they grew apart, they started talking to each other less, and, just drifted away. They talked to more people, and, they lived on. As this boys life continued, he grew more tired, more fed up, more sad. He kept going and going, he experienced alot of things. What it's like to lose someone, what it's like to truely love someone, the feeling of always being away from your loved ones, and being deserted. This happy little child, who started out with not so many friends, died. He became someone with a fair amount of "acquaintances", and bitterly depressed.

The End.

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