Carter's Life Story

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I'm so curious to who K.C is! She says she goes to my school, but no one and I mean no one looks like that.
KC is beautiful, yes you heard right beautiful. I'm not the bad boy who she thinks I am, I've actually never slept with anyone those are all just rumors.
Here let me give you my life story.

[flashback] {takes place during the after noon}

"Hey mom, can we go get ice cream?" My nine y/o asked my mom.

"Yea sure why not, let's go ask your dad first?" She replied.

We went towards my dads study, as we open the door he doesn't notice us. As he was to absorbed in his work.

"Hey dad, what chu working on that you're too absorbed into?" I asked.

"Huh what? I'm sorry Carter." He replied.

"Dad can we go out today? 'Cause I really don't want to be home today. Pleaseee?" I asked him.

"Sure buddy, where do you wanna go?" He replied.

"Ice cream or the park?" I replied unsure.

"Uh ok. How about I surprise your mom and you on where to go first?" He suggested.

"Ok!" I replied.

*At the park*

I saw the park at view, I was so excited that I was jumping in my seat.

"Calm down bud." My dad said, while he looked at me in the rear mirror.

"Sorry, I'm just so excited." I replied, while jumping on my seat.

"Carter, we all know that you love the park." My mom said, while glaring at my dad.

We all got out of the car, and I instantly run towards the swing set.

"Dad! Mom! Someone push me!!" I yelled to overly excited.

"Coming!" My dad yelled.

* On our way home *

We got all settled to head home. I on the other hand feel asleep during the trip.

(A/N the park is only 10 miles away from their house)

"Honey watch out!!" I heard my mom yell. I wasn't fast enough to process what was going, on but one thing for sure was . . .

I heard the sirens, people yelling.

"Someone call 911!"

"Make it quick there's a child in here."

"Don't worry kid, what's your name?" The paramedic asked.

"Miles, Carter Miles." I replied, before I passed out and took me to the hospital.

*at the hospital*

"Name, age, what's his conditions?"

"Carter Miles, looks briefly around 8-9, broken legs and mild concussion."

"Ok first let's get this glass out of his leg, and put his leg in a cast."

"Mm.."

"He's waking up!"

"We need to calm him down."

"How? Hes so close to waking up."

"We need the damn casts on his leg ASAP!!"

[3 months later]

Lots have change obviously i'm living with the person who saved my life, i guess you can say. He owns a boxing gym. I turned nine a month ago, an intermediate boxer, I moved schools. The Accident is something I don't like or want to talk about so I keep it back in my memory, basically forgetting it.

[flashback ends]

Yes that's pretty much it, I still live with my dad, I'm a pro at boxing.
Back to K.c though, 5 words.
I. Want. To. See. Her.

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Holy crap! Y'all I really do procrastinate, sorry not sorry. I still got lazy writing the end though, oh well.
Who knows when I'll write the next part, "see" y'all till then.

Saved: November 2016
Published: March 2017

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