Its interesting how the World works

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Its interesting to know that the world isn't pure... as a child your raised the way you we're taught how to do things... being yourself and being honest and never cursing. Me as a child was a bit different I was extremely spoiled and had very few friends... I would never be punished for actions that I did in my past but eh it's alright. I know a lot then my once innocent self once did, I was pure and close minded to others and usually kept to myself. Its interesting how the world works.
I met someone a couple years back and we became very close. I understood them and was shy around them because they stuck with me for so long it made me happy... The downside of it all was the risks they we're willing to take... the years past by like days months felt like hours when I was near them. We did reports, investigative reports on people we knew quite well.. we did one on a boy... Not a man; a child.
People thought it was rude but we ignored it leaving it still and letting it dull down I look back upon my scribbled work and study in awe at it all it was interesting yes, but there was something that set me off about it we studied things that adults usually don't like casually bringing up in conversation. 'Huh' I said to myself a voice came from the speaker on my phone. "What is it? Did you find something." The voice was soft yet concerned with what I held in my hands it was the insanity studies related with asbergers and other mental conditions we both studied the brain. "Its just some old investigation papers you know on Heald..." she turned away looking off into the distance the figure on the phone was my girlfriend. Beautiful yet smart and charming. I looked down there was all sorts of stuff reliable stuff that I had no idea about. "Funny how you came across those papers." I laughed off the concerned tone off of my body it slid down into the ground like water off a penguins back. I could do that any time I was scared and just didn't want to let go of that dumb child. I liked that kid he was sweet and I thought was a pure boy. It just lead me down a path of mistakes...
I stood still looking back at the papers and to my girlfriend behind the screen she was shuffling for her papers. Hers was neater yet was some what burnt from cleaning and burning the garbage in her room. I bursted into laughter once she read the title 'The Baby Boy' I had a large smile on my face as I let her read on.

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