"He's just a kid" rings in my ears constantly. Whether it be my brother convincing Aunt Cass to let me have Mega-Bot back, or Wasabi trying to maintain responsibility for my actions since I'm just a kid. I've found that I am treated as an adolescent wherever I go. I have recently begun to reflect upon the past year. I....never really took in all the things that happened. When my brother died, I felt my entire world shut down. Sometimes, I feel like I took Tadashi for granted. He did everything for me, protected me, and even built a robot intending to keep me safe. But, what did I do? I yelled at him. I locked him out of our room when I got angry, refusing to let him in. He never really got mad at me, though I feel like I have lived a lie. When our parents died, I didn't understand the impact. I always acted like their death didn't matter, but I have always longed for real parents. I am also so much shorter than everyone else, which made me a target for bullying other than my fast advancement in education.
When I would get bullied by other kids, I would be covered in blood and bruises, yet put up the facade that nothing was wrong. That night, he was so proud of me. Tadashi always wanted me to take a step forward, he acted as my guide. He praised me like a proud brother, and like a proud parent. That night, I acted dumber than any other teen out there. Everyone says it wasn't my fault, but I can remember it all so clearly. Just a few seconds after panic led me to escape the grip of my brother, I lost him forever. One mistake that kept me in my room for weeks, was refusing to come out. I screamed for Tadashi, but my guiding light was blown out with the gentle air of reality.
Deep down, I know I shouldn't do this. I know Tadashi is probably screaming at me from the afterlife to stop, but I just couldn't help myself.
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My eyes caught a glimpse of what I was looking for. Aunt Cass's tip jar closet.At first glance, the money in my eyes didn't feel real.Though, I decided to take 6 of her jars and empty them into my bag.
I then made a run for it back to my room."934...954...984...1004..""$1098 and 16 cents!" "This should be enough!" I said excitedly. I then turn to Tadashi's closet, and carefully trace my hands around his savings box labeled "First home 2028". The site feels haunted. I gently open the box, and come across years worth of money. Tadashi had a dream, to live on his own and take me with him. We didn't want to burden Aunt Cass, as we were a living reminder that her sister died, but I stared at the contents of this box with grief. If Tadashi saw me right now, what would he be thinking? It took me a minute to realize I was crying. "Maybe....I shouldn't do this..." I whisperBut even with my second-guessing, I fall through.
I grab everything inside of the box and stuff it into my money bag."Thank you for everything, Aunt Cass," I say quietly.I hop out the window and slide down the fire escape. In a hurry, I run off to a nearby train station. I send one last message to Aunt Cass and my friends."I love you so much, Aunt Cass. I apologize for taking some of your savings, but I need to leave this place. I can't take living anymore, so my solution is to find elsewhere to live, and hope I won't end up killing myself. I Apologize for the dark message, and please don't be scared. I know what I'm doing, and I'm sorry for not formally saying goodbye. Once again, I love you, and I thank you for taking care of me and Tadashi ever since what happened.
I send this message to Aunt Cass since she's most likely to sleep through the notification.At this point, I finally arrived at the train station and began to walk down the stairs.It was then I sent my final message to my friends.
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Get me out of here, Tadashi!
FanfictionThis is a Big Hero 6 fanfiction. In this world, Hiro is nothing like the Hiro we all know and love. He has a small temper and chooses to run away to hide his feelings of depression and suicidal ideation.