Stolen by the Night

The Poor Boy

The next morning, Jake woke to the smell of his favorite kind of food; blue berry pancakes! Jake rushed down stairs and saw his grandma in the kitchen making exactly what his nose had told him. Jake walked into the kitchen and said in a happy tone, "Morning, Grandma! What's for breakfast?" A rhetorical question, yes, but he didn't want to sound like he was spying or anything rude like that. His grandmother returned his happy tone and replied, "Blue berry pancakes, dear! Your favorite!" Deep down, Jake knew this wasn't supposed to be a happy morning. His best friend died yesterday, why are they happy? Well, Jake didn't want to make his grandmother depressed and he knew she was trying to cheer him up. His grandma almost never makes blue berry pancakes unless it's an emergency. Jake sat down at the table as his grandma brought over the pancakes.

~ten minutes of eating later~

Jake finished his breakfast and helped his grandma clean up the kitchen. Jake hugged his grandma and said, "Well, I better get ready for school." His grandma looked at him and said, "Jake, dear, you know you don't have to go to school if you don't want to." Jake looked at his grandma with a confused look. She always wanted him to go to school, unless he was severely ill. He didn't want to feel like this was so bad, but as soon as he tried to open his mouth to protest, he felt tears start rolling down his cheeks. Jake's grandma pulled Jake into a warm, refreshing hug. Jake just shakily whispered, "T-thanks grandmother." They hugged and his grandma let Jake got back up to his room. Once he had come back to his room, he began to sob again. Jake fell to his knees after shutting the door to his bedroom. He sobbed into his hands and let tears fall onto the carpet. Jake whispered to himself in a shaky voice, "H-had you r-really chosen t-to leave m-me?..." Jake continued to sob on the floor. After a while, Jake got up off the floor and went to the bathroom to wash his face. He looked into the mirror, he looked at himself and saw that pitiful red, puffy face that he hated. He washed his face and dried it. Jake went and sat on the side of his bed. He thought about if he should change, but he wouldn't be going to school, so why should he? Well, in the end, he decided to change because he didn't want to sit in his dirty pajamas. He changed into a green shirt with his signature green skull on it. He wore kaki shorts and black sneakers. He also wore a gun holster under his green jacket and with a gun inside it. He didn't want his grandma to worry about him and you never know who or what you might run into in the world. Jake decided that he might as well go for a walk if he wasn't going to school. He went to his door and opened it. He went down the stairs and opened the front door. Before he left, he shouted into the house, "I'm going out, grandma! I'll be back before dark!" Jake went onto the porch and shut the front door behind him. It was a nice, warm day for a walk. Maybe he'd go to the park. He walked down the porch stairs and onto the sidewalk. He turned left when he got to the end of the part of the sidewalk that lead to his house. He walked down the sidewalk for a while, getting lost in his thoughts. Would his friends notice that he wasn't at school? Or would they not be there too? Were they morning for the loss of their friend like he was? Did they care that Dirk was dead? Did they have nightmares about him leaving? Would they wake up in the middle of the night crying? Jake stopped at a cross walk and looked both ways to make sure no cars were coming. When he saw that there wasn't, he crossed the road to the other sidewalk on the other side. Jake walked past a little kid running toward the way that Jake had came from. Jake turned around to watch the kid. Jake saw that a car was coming full speed down the street, looking like it wasn't going to stop for that stop sign. The kid was playing with a toy air plane he had in his right hand. The kid kept running toward the cross walk, not noticing the car. Jake suddenly felt that he had to run to the kid, to stop him, but it was to late. The kid ran into the road, but before the speeding car could collide with the poor boy, Jake ran and pushed the kid out of the way. Jake saw the car coming his way and a light flashed before his eyes. Then, everything went dark.