Writing practice

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This is the first time i try writting like this so be aware that this is trash

Also ocs

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It was a peaceful morning, the birds were singing and you could hear voices around the entire camp. It was a new day and they weren't going to waste it. Finally after all of this, they could finally have a good time.

It was like this except for a red eyed individual. Alex.

Guiltiness.Thats all he felt.Guiltness.
He hasn't slept in weeks, all becouse of it. Why? Out of all people in the group, why did HE had to hurt his best friend?

Was it his fault? He couldn't control himself. He didn't wanted to do it. Yet, he did.

After hours of sitting in his tent, he finally came out of it, he had to do some of the chores Pin gave him for that week, it's not like he cared, but he didn't want to deal with him.

Looking at the floor, hands in the pockets he began to walk, he had to get wood to use as a fuel. Great.

Being lost in his tought didn't help him, not even out of the camp he bumped into something, actually, someone. Making a hiss at the contact.

"Ahhh!, oh sorry, sorry! i-i cant see you umm-" the voice spoke, Alex immediately shoot his head up, it was james, the guy, his best friend.

"James.."Alex muttered, loud enough for james to hear.His completely white eyes staring into his. Without a second tought, Alex ran, he didn't wanted to be reminded of what he caused, "Wait!" james called, but he didnt stop.He could  maybe have gotten to forgive himself if he only hurted him a little, or something that could be healed, but not this, he couldn't deal with this, making a scar on someone is a thing, making them completly blind is another.

Tears running down his face, he just wanted to get away from the camp, get away from everyone, get away from him.

After what felt like hours of running he got tired, sat next a tree and started to sob, Why. Why him? How could this happen? If he didn't felt guilty enough before, he did now.

It was getting late, the sun was starting to set. His sobs were growing louder, maybe even the people in the camp heard them, but they could just not care. He wanted it to end. He wanted to just stop everything at that moment.

His own cries were so loud that he didn't heard some of the tree branches that were breaking from behind, it was until he felt an arm on what would be his shoulder.

He jumped at the contact. Not expecting it to say the least. But what. Who. He saw left him shocked, it was James.

"How..?" he muttered, james just gave a little chuckle "having a great hearing and smelling sense can be helpfull sometimes"

He couldn't help it, he hugged james and james hugged back "I am so sorry for everything, i didn't wanted to do it but i couldn't control my self a-and i understand if you won't forgive me i-i"
He was interrupted by james,"Don't be silly! Of course ill forgive you! You are my best friend after all!

His sobs were getting quieter now, he didn't know if he could forgive himself but hey, atleast james did forgive him.

They spent a good time there, no words shared, just them two, and nothing that could bother them.

"Hey... Its probably getting late we should head back to the camp, the forest can be dangerous at night" James said, while holding Alex's hand.

"Yeah..Thank you.." as he said that, james started to walk, at a slow pace, with his friend, back to the camp.







Hidden in the bushes, we can see a proud Sqwog, glad to have helped james to get there and saw their wholesome moment, he wasn't stalking them, just admiring them.

He knew that this was the start of a different relationship for those two.

Wourd count : 683 really proud of this ngl

Also this took me like 50  minutes



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