"Louis?" I say walking up to him, but he stops me.
"Stop! Don't come any closer!" says Louis, leaning against a tree.
"Why haven't you answered my texts? I have been worried about you." I say concerned. "I was scared that something bad had happened to you and I wouldn't find out until your funeral."
"You shouldn't have come!" he says.
"Louis, you don't mean that? What happened to you?" I ask now starting to shake.
"I do! It was better that you didn't know I was alive!" He yells.
"What? I---" he cut off by running away. And I mean run. I never knew he could run that fast. Speaking of whick, he never used to run that fast.
"LOUIS!" I yell falling to the ground as tears fell down my cheeks. Why would he run away from me? I start crying. I couldn't help but leting the tears fall down my face and fall to the ground. I have lost the one I love and I haven't done anything wrong. This was one of the worst days of my life.
I cry and cry and cry until I can't cry anymore. I walk back to my house feeling so weak. I see the garbage can near my house and the anger dwells up in me. I kick the garbage can and then I feel a sharp pain on my foot. I look down and see my foot has a big scratch on it and it was bleeding. I start to cry yet again, not because of Louis but of the agonizing pain on my foot. I limp inside the house and then call my dad. I could barely talk because of the pain but I managed. i told him what happened and he said he would be there in less than 5 minutes. I go ahead and look for something to cover the scratch to stop the blood from falling. A few minutes later my dad knocks on my door. I go and open it not putting any pressure on my foot.
"I'm here! Lets see your foot!" says my dad as he walks in with his doctor supplies. My dad is a doctor, it can come in handy for these sort of things.
I go and jump towards the living room. I lie on the couch and lie my foot on the couch carefully. It hurt as I put pressure on it but I tried to be brave for my dad.
"What did you do?" my dad asks as he takes off the bandages I put on my foot to stop the bleedinhg.
"I kicked the garbage can outside." i say, feeling stupid.
"Well, it's not that bad...it only needs stitches." my dad says. "We won't have to go to the hospital if you're wondering."
My dad then stitches my foot up and tells me to not use my foot to much, to make sure that the stitches stay in place. Could this day get any worse?
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