How I Lost Him...

How I Lost Him... How I Lost Him...

Status: Finished

Genre: Non-Fiction

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Status: Finished

Genre: Non-Fiction

Summary

I've been thinking about him for a while when I saw him in my dream for the first time in a few years since his death and I just need to get it off my chest.

Summary

I've been thinking about him for a while when I saw him in my dream for the first time in a few years since his death and I just need to get it off my chest.

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Submitted: June 06, 2014

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Submitted: June 06, 2014

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He was the most amzing person to me. He one the one who made me happy. truly happy. I lay here on my bed thinking about him and how I've lost all the others too. But those are different stories, shall we begin this one? 

He came to my house one winter day. I was so excited to see him again. He had go to England with his family and oh how I had missed him so. I let him in and we both headed downstairs. I turned on my Xbox and we played Super Smash Bros. we played until sun down and he had to go home. I said goodbye and couldn't wait to see him at school tomorrow.

I lay down on my bed and waited for sleep. But it never came. I decided to go on a walk to clear my rampaging mind.

I went to a my lagoon. It was pretty at night I watched the moon peak from the clouds as the stars came out to play. I heard a soft grunting from the other side of the lagoon where I saw him, and the school bullies. Two of them were holding him by the arms and the other three were watching and laughing. I ran to the other side screaming 'let him go!' And was held back by two of the other bullies who were waiting for the next step. I knew who they were and I knew what they were going to do, even though they knew he didn't know how to swim.

I saw the big one smiled 'ready to go for a swim gamer boy?' I heard him say as I started screaming at him, for I didn't want to loose another. He made a muffled cry as he was thrown into the lagoon. The two bullies let me go and I dove after him. I found him laying at the bottom of the lagoon, his mouth was open. I grabbed his hand and pulled him up, the soft sand trailing after him. I pulled him up to the surface and lay him on the black dirt near the lagoon. I checked for a pulse. Please just one pulse that's all I ask for!

Nothing. Not one single beat. I felt the rage well up within me. They had killed him. They had killed my best friend, the one I've had a crush on for over 3 years now. The only one I cared about. I felt my cheeks get hot with rage and tears of anger and agony fall down my cheeks. I turned to the laughing boys. Those assholes, not even caring that they had just killed my best friend. I got up and they stopped laughing. I grabbed the big one's head and slammed it in the water along with one of the other's who had held me back from getting me to him. I held them there until I saw no more bubbles come up to the surface. Then I pushed their dead bodies out into the lagoon. I looked at the other three and said 'anyone else?' And they ran off screaming for their mothers. 

I looked at my lifeless friend. I couldn't believe it. I called my parents and told them what happened leaving out the part about how I how I had killed two of them. His funeral was held about two weeks after his death. I silently cried on my way home. I decided that I would block put all of my memories of him, so the pain wouldn't take over me. I did so and forgot he ever existed. Until I dreamed about him again, and I decided to tell you this little story of mine. I really miss him. I wish I could see him again. 

 I miss you, Ben

 

Hey Guys, it's me Azuria. This is a non-fictional story meaning it really happened and yes this did indeed happen to me and this how I lost the only kid I've had a real crush on. And no the boys didn't die, they just passed out from the low air pressure. Now I've had this on my mind for a while and today was my last day of school and I told my classmates this and I decided that if I won't tell my parents then I'll tell you. Now in this story I didn't really tell my parents about this I just buried him in the water cause in truth he loved water but he didn't know how to swim hence why he drowned. I really hated to see him go when it happened and when those memories came back I cut myself because I ward to see if it hurt as much as the pain tolled on my heart at the time, which it didn't. And I can't imagine why those kids thought it was funny to kill him. And the only thing I have left to say is:

 

STOP BULLING

STOP PICKING ON OTHER KIDS

STOP BREAKING PEOPLE DOWN TO NOTHING

STOP HURTING PEOPLE, METALLY AND PHYSICALLY

DON'T CALL SOMEONE A BAD NAME

DONT BREAK SOMEONE'S HEART LIKE THEY DID MINE

DON'T LET SOMEONE HURT YOU SO MUCH THAT

YOU GO AND CUT YOUSELF JUST TO SEE HOW MUCH IT REALLY HURTS

DONT LET SOMETHING LIKE THIS CONTROL YOUR HEART AND MIND

DONT LET SOMEONE GO UP TO YOU AND SPIT THINGS IN YOUR FACE JUST BECAUSE THEY CAN

DON'T BE PREY AND DON'T BE THE PREDETOR

Don't be someone your not. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


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