The Boy Who Wasn't Real

I'm Not Made Out Of Flesh And Bones Like You

Me and Ethen didn't go to school for a couple of days. It was a mix of the police wanting more answers and that we didn't want to go to school that day. September 13 we went back to school. Two weeks we didn't go to school. "Hey Alex. I think it's best we didn't tell everyone you can re grow an arm." Ethen said trying to make me giggle. I chuckled. "I wasn't planning on it." I said. I walked in to class. Everyone stared at me. "Welcome Mr. Walker. I'm glad you lived another day." My teacher said. "Yeah, I'm glad too." I smiled. I went to my seat. "Is the rumors true? Did you really tried to commit suicide?" Claire behind me asked. "What?! No, I almost died because someone tried to murder me." The police said not to tell to many people about what happened. "To keep peaceful minds." I didn't mean to tell her that, but I didn't want people to think I wanted to kill myself. "I was just joking. But man, that's worse I think." Claire's eyes widened as class began. I just sank in my jacket while taking notes. Everything blurred until lunch. "Hey. How are you feeling. Have you heard the rumors?" Ethen asked. "I'm fine, and someone asked me if my attempt failed."  I looked down. "Sorry man. But can we talk?" Ethen finished getting what he wanted and went towards our table. I nodded my head. "I have no idea what to do next. Charlie can kill you or herself and you'd be gone. There has to be a way you can become real. Flesh and bones." Ethen worried. "I don't think there is a way. I think I'm stuck like this. Forever." I looked at my chair then Ethen. His eyes were watering. "C'mon man. There has to be a way. If a genie can make you, I think there's magic to make you real." Ethen didn't give up. "Maybe. I just don't know. I just found out I wasn't real. My hope and dreams are really just a fantasy." I said. My hope and will to live was fake. I wasn't even living. I was living for someone else. I wasn't me. There was never me. Ethen got up from his seat and didn't take his food. He ran back inside. "I know he's crying. I feel so useless." I whispered to myself. I sat up and went to one of Ethens crying places. The boys bathroom. "Ethen? Are you in here?" I asked and asked. Then I heard a whimper. "Ethen. Are you in there?" I questioned. There was a slight Crack open to the stall. I opened the stall and saw Ethen crying. "Please try. Try to think you're real. Or try to find a way that can make you real." Ethen wiped his tears. "I can try to believe that I'm real. But it's useless." I said. Just then Ethen ran out the bathroom. I went out of the bathroom to see the school door closing. "He went outside." I whispered. I went outside to see something I wished to never see. Charlie straggling Ethen from behind. "A-Alex-" Ethen struggled to speak led alone, breathe. "LET HIM GO!" I begged. "THEN LET ME KILL YOU." Charlie yelled. "Why do y-you want to kill him s-so badl-ly?" Ethen tried to yell. "Because if he breaks the wish, then I turn fake!" Charlie yelled. "How can I break the wish?" I yelled. "I'm not stupid. And you know that."  Charlie's eyes stared. I had an idea. "You told me I could only die if you died or I died because you killed me. If I break that, wouldn't I be breaking the wish. I got out my pocket knife. "If I make her think she's not real then she would freak out and let Ethen free. It is a sneaky plan and I have to do right or she wouldn't believe me." I whispered to myself. "AL-ALEX NO. WHY? WHY?" Ethen was furious. "NO STOP! STOP IT." Charlie's eyes widened. I opened my pocket knife and pretended to cut my throat. I twisted my body for Charlie didn't see that the wound wasn't there. My planned worked and Charlie let go of Ethen. Ethen ran towards me. Dropping onto the ground, Ethen turned me to face the sky. I winked at him. He smiled. He pretend to cry to go along with whatever I was planning.