I saw a kid today.
He was wearing all black.
His neck was painted a light black.
So were his hands.
He was wearing red socks.
A red beanie.
A red backpack.
Black... Everything else that he was wearing.
He was walking by me and looked down at my book.
He spoke.
"Hello."
"Uh.. H-Hello" I replied awkwardly.
"Nice book."
"It is. But it's sad."
"Sad?"
"Yes. Sad. But it's also pretty."
He turned away for a second.
"Yes. Pretty."
And then he walked away.
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Tyler's Book ✔
FanfictionThe words he read were not told by him. · · Hi, I'm in the works of remaking this book, and it will have a whole other concept that branches off from this. If you would like to read this, you do just that. Just know that there will be a different on...
