There once was a kid named Paul. He was the coolest kid ever. In fact, he was so awesome that everyone called him Mr.P. Like everyone else, Paul had math class, and he loves it more than free pencils. His math teacher was his favorite teacher by far because of his hardcore personality. However, it seemed like his math teacher thought that Paul was an annoying child. Everyone could see how much his math teacher despised him, everyone but Paul. His friends couldn't hold it anymore so they had to tell him. Once they did, Paul was heartbroken. His friends had only realized their mistake after it happened. They tried to take it back,but it was too late. Paul ran, and kept running, they tried to stop him, but he went all Usain Bolt on that trash. Worried, they decided to go and check at his house to see if he was ok. They just couldn't though, throughout the the past ten minutes,they were diagnosed with the LAZY. So they thought that they could just do it the next day. They next day came and the same thoughts flew through their heads.It took four days till they decided to go check, they went and saw a note on their porch besides the red-orange plant under the welcome mat that was gifted to them on Paul's birthday.
"Hi guys, if you are reading this, you're probably a couple of days late, but that besides the point. If you want to see my pretty face again, come to the Golden Gate Bridge"
-Paul
The guys were worried and some started to realize what was going on. Until, their wicked smart friend Bill told them that he knew where he was. To the rest of the groups surprise, the last place it was was the Golden Gate Bridge. Bill started his explanation ,
"Well, the Golden Gate Bridge is a bridge. One type of bridge is a suspension bridge. You can get suspended in school. School is a place where people get good grades. They get good grades so they can go to college. There is a college in Massachusetts. Massachusetts is located in the New England region of the US. England is in Europe. Europe is a continent. North America is a continent. In North America, there is Canada. Canada has maple syrup. Maple syrup is sweet. Candy is sweet. People get candy on Halloween. People in America do Halloween stuff. America has fifty states. In those states, there are people. These people go to school. Some people think school is bad. You know what else is bad, obesity.So, that only means one thing. McDonald's."
After hearing Bill's unflawed logic, they walked to McDonald's,because running to much work. To no ones surprise, Paul was sitting by himself at McDonald's with a worried and stressed out expression. It looked like the happy meal was doing nothing but destroying his happiness. Every time he took a bite of the "crispy" fries, you could see his soul's joy slowly go away. However, when he saw that his friends were there, a sliver of happiness returned to him.His friends went to him quickly and they started to talk.
"Woah man, you could of told us that Mr.W was yo boy" said one of Paul's friends,John.
"You just don't understand,it's not at all what you think." Paul responded aggressively.
"Whadya mean we don't understand, seriously, we know so much about you" said John
"Yeah, we know where you go when you embarrass yourself,we know that in third grade you were the one who messed up Sammy's shoes, we know where you live, practically all the basics" said Bill.
"Well here comes a plot twist!Mr.W is my uncle! I grew up with him as my idol. When I was a baby, my father went to the military. I first saw my dad at the age of 7. He kept on coming and leaving, like any kid my age, I got worried. My mom could see this so she called her only brother, who happens to be our very own math teacher. I noticed why she did that, So I tried to cherish all my moments with him. Soon, I did not have to try. He was so awesome that something as simple as going to a gas station was fun.When he told me that he was going to be my math teacher, the thrill surged through my veins. I just couldn't wait, but that doesn't matter anymore. Ya know what, good night, I'll see you tomorrow at school" snapped Paul. Paul left and started to cry on his long walk home. He didn't know anything anymore. He began to question if his own mother kept a huge secret. Once he reached his house, he immediately fell onto his bed and started to sleep. The next morning he dragged himself to school, looking forward to nothing. When he saw his uncle, he showed no emotion. The class started and he felt the same way. When his uncle was asking a question, he jumped out of his seat and questioned
"Do you love me!?"
" Wait what, do I love you, of course I love you.Class, if you are confused, Paul is my nephew." Replied Paul's uncle. Knowing that this was not over, Paul demanded his uncle to come outside the classroom so they could discuss.
"What type of question is that? We're you trying to be funny? Because if you were, you are in big trouble." Said Paul's uncle.
"This is different,the other day I was told that you think I am annoying and as well as that, I was the only one who didn't notice." Paul said while he started to tear up.
"I want you to understand something Paul, I care about you a lot, there is no reason for me to not. Once I saw that you were feeling sad about your father, I immediately felt the connection and decided to be as close to you as I could. When I moved to America in 1998, I missed my father who was still in Europe. I felt horrible and I didn't want you to feel the same." Paul started to hug his uncle, he now felt amazing, his happiness had finally returned. He hugged him for what felt like forever, but each second of it was worth it.Once they went back inside to the class they saw the the students causing a huge commotion. After they were finally stopped, the class briefly ended and school was then officially out for winter break. Ending on a happy note, Paul left, ready for meeting his family, including his uncle, at his house on Christmas morning a few days from now.
