Silent Struggles

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(Khaotungs point of view)

    As I work on my project, I try not to think about that day because I know it's my fault. Everyone made it abundantly clear.

Nannon's death was all my fault, I caused the crash, and I lost all of my friends because of it. But the worst part of it all is that I lost the trust of someone whom I deeply adored, First.

He used to laugh with me and Nannon before the accident, and he took care of me like he did his brother...Nannon, who was my best friend...

Nannon was such a star. He made everybody smile, and he was goofy, but that just made him even better. He was kind, a boy who spoke his mind and told you if what you were doing was wrong.

All of that made it worse when he died, I had talen away the brightest person in all of our lives...and I hated myself for what I did.

I was irresponsible...and I got distracted and we crashed...and I hate myself for it...

I sigh and try to focus on the project, but I end up battling with my self contience the whole time.

I finish about a quarter of my half of the project when the bell rings.

I sneak a peak over at First, who is almost done with his half, and I sigh.

I didn't get a chance to say sorry, I never got the chance to go to Nannon's funeral and tell everyone that I was sorry and to admit to everyone that I know it's my fault, and that they can all treat me like a murderer, because it was my fault that the brightest star in the sky died.

As the teacher lets us out of class, Itry to get his attention, but he just moves away from me and walks away...

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⏰ Last updated: Sep 06 ⏰

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