Tuesday, 16 year old Tyler Joseph ran through the woods near his home, looking for his friend, Chris. It was a particularly hot day, around 90°F (32°C). that unlucky day, sweat stains formed on tyler all over as he jogged around to find his friend. After heading about half a mile west, Tyler stopped, and leaned his back gently on the thin trunk of a tree, letting his MP3 blast Green Day into his ears.
as he caught his breath, running his fingers through his fluffy scalp, he thought, "chris can wait a few more minutes, can't he?"
tyler joseph was an extremely attractive boy, with light brown hair soft as satin, and soft brown eyes the color of cognac. he's lean from years of basketball, and could be the most popular kid in the town- if it weren't for the insecurities he hides under rubber bands, squeezing his arms every minute.
'Don't wanna be an American Idiot...'
The music blasting from his headphones got rid of all of the sound around him.
'Don't wanna nation under the new media...' But he should have stopped listening to music, or kept running to Chris.
'And can you hear the sound of hysteria?'
Because, near the shade he was being granted by the small tree, was a larger one, one being cut down at that very moment. The lumberjacks didn't hear or see Tyler dart under the shade, he was too quick and nimble.
'The subliminal mind-fuck, America'.
"TIMBER!" yelled the lumberjacks, as the tree left its stump, and went down to the small tree Tyler was under, who, heard timber being screamed, but turned around a second too late.
Needless to say, the body was found 15 minutes later by the same people, and brought out. The funeral was orchestrated a week later.
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Fanfiction*There will be mentions of suicide and fighting involved in the story. They won't be too graphic, but if those do upset or trigger you, it would be recommended that you don't read this story.* On August 22nd, 2006, Tyler Joseph was found in the wood...
