Sparks ↣ bronnor

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A/N: So this is going to be my new fanfic and is gonna be written as letters completely out of Brad's POV.

enjoy.

Dear whoever is out there reading this,

My name is Bradley, but people call me Brad, and guess what?

I just graduated high school! Go me,

So now I'm fresh out of high school and frankly enough, scared as hell.

One of my friends suggested I should start writing letters, to let out everything.

I don't know how this works or where these are going to end up but I guess I'll just roll along with it.

Here's the deal, I'm a bit shy, always have been. But I notice things, I like to observe the world around me.

And what I see scares me, everyone seems to get stuck. Everywhere I look I see tired middle aged men without the tiniest bit of life left to their posture, I see elderly on the verge of tears all the time while looking at younger people. I see women without smiles on their face, just looking at nothing in particular.

And I see little kids, the smiled still on their faces, the excitement still noticeable in everything they do. And I always pray that excitement never goes away.

But it always does.

I've watched teenagers in high school getting into severe depression, I've talked to some of them.

What they tell me scares the shit out of me because I see it all around me, people fall into a routine, they live the upmost boring life and lose their spark.

My name is Brad, I'm fresh out of high school and scared reckless that I'm about to lose my spark.

-Bradley