TW:a lot of things idk.
Lifes been great and terrible for the little boy. He keeps replaying all the bad and good times hoping they will happen again but he knows they never will, he tries to feel happy or feel love but all he feels is empty and sad. He wears hoodies bigger than his clothing size that gives him comfort, something most people could never give him. He prayed for a change and has believed in god but doesn’t know what's really out there and it scares him. Everything scares him. The future and the past. He wants it to slow down but it seems to speed up. He has tried to stop this pain and grief but the world will only give him more things to be sad about. The only thing that calms him is writing stories. So that's what he does, he spends hours working on the words being put into a book and then will end up burning all the words once again. He hates it but its calming. He will write more and more then turn it all to ash. But no one seems to ask how the boy feels. He will never reach out, he will never care or feel anything but negative emotions. He ends this chapter off on a happy note thou. He will be loved until those people die, and he will return it with favors and gifts.
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A Young Boy Going Through His Life
FantasyThis is a story about a boy, he decided to share his thoughts with all of you so enjoy it don't(p.s no one has to read this)