CHAPTER 1
It all started with a scary teenage kid who like to call himself The Joker. No one ever got to know his real name, but he was famous for the way he acted. The Joker always looked sad and miserable and every time someone got involved in his life or got to know his story they would freak out and run away from him. He was the scariest person you could meet, he always carried a strange black bookbag; no one ever saw him open it or knew what it might have contained. The Joker only had one friend and that friend was ME, Joe. Although he seemed to be very scary at first, he turned out to be extremely nice and calm once I got to know him.
I was the only one who was allowed access to his computer and all his personal accounts. The more I got closer to him the scarier he became. My curiosity is the only thing that made me go further I went closer to him I wanted to be the man who solved the mystery of the JOKER. He told me everything about his childhood it was a horrible and miserable childhood. I felt bad and sorry for him and never left him since then.
Me and the Joker use to go to this house the door was loose if it got a little push it will open and that's where we stayed and everyday at 12:00 AM we find food on the table even though the house was empty, the first time that happened I look at him and said "Where did this food come from?" he looked at me so calmly and with the most cold smile I ever saw in my life he replied "God never forgets his children" we ate that day and I fell asleep right after I ate.
The next day I woke up around 9:36 PM and could not find the Joker in the house, so I took a walk. As I was walking I found him smoking so I approached him and we talked for awhile then I asked for his real name he replied and said "Names don't matter." it seem like he was running away from reality, he's trying to hide his past but little does he know past always hunt you down.
One time at night me and the Joker were walking and every light in the street start fading and as we walk the street got darker and darker till the point where I couldn't see anything he start tearing and he got out a picture it was picture of this beautiful girl and then he said "You left and I cried tears of blood. My sorrow grows. When you left my eyes went with you. Now, how will I cry?".
He sat down in the street and he cried so much I never saw him like this before, I asked him who is she? he told me they met in France he fell in love with her because she was the only one that loved him even though he wasn't rich but she loved him for who he was, so I asked "What happen?" he said "She told me she wasn't good enough." we spoke for awhile he loved her so much.
Before she broke him he wasn't the Joker we know, he was a nice calm person he use to help everyone and he had a lot of friends but sadly it turn out that most of his friends were fake friends they all liked being around him because he always do stuff for them and help them nothing
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more nothing less, he hate it but he still had some love for them that's why he was still friends with them.
He became the Joker that we know now because after the girl broke up with him he felt unwanted and he have no reason to live she was the only one who gave him hope but when she left she took all hope away with her, I wanted to help him but I couldn't think of anything I can help him with.
I gave him my hand so he can stand up and stop crying he looked at my eyes deep and without flinching it was one of the scariest moments in my life because I knew he can hit me or do something bad but it turn out all my expectations were wrong all he did was looked at me really deep in the eyes and he told me thank you then he disappeared in the darkness.
