"And that is what my hoodie says. When I was 13 I was in a car crash and had a heart attack. It almost killed me, but when I was all better my brother had found this hoodie online and got it for me. For me it signifies the saddest moments can also be the happiest. I turned this assignment in when I was in my sophomore year of high school. It took forever to track my old teacher down and then finding the document it's self. But in all, it was worth it. I think that this was the moment that I realized that I needed my brother and he started to help me after this point. I have to realize that for the to most memorable points in my childhood, he is right there next to me. West, may you raise to the Heavens in peace, and stay with us forever in return. Good Bye West." Robin looks around to the crowd.
Him, Selina, they're two kids, West's family, Barbra and her newborn, His dad, and long distance family from all over. Just to celebrate the death of his brother. The one he thought was unbreakable.
"Amen." The whole group joins in.
As the family and friends file around Robin walks up to the burial spot. He kneels down and wipes a single tear from his cheek.
"It wasn't ever your fault. And for all you did for everyone, to be taken by a virus. Cancer wasn't how I thought of you going out. When you get up there, say hi to mom. I think she might have missed you a little. Huh, good bye West. I hope you do ok in the next life, but wait for me to come see you first. We can't all die at thirty seven." One of West's children comes and sits next to Robin.
"Uncle Robin, we my daddy a good man like people say?" Robin sighed and looked at the fifteen year old girl.
"Yes, and more so. I wouldn't be here if it weren't for your dad. Did he ever tell you who your named after?" The girl shook her head.
"Well, it was our mother. You Talia, you are going to do great things just like your father did. You know where you need to start?" She shook her head.
"Well, who do you think your dad helped out?" Talia pointed at Robin.
"You?" Robin nodded.
"Yep. So, who would you be able to help?" Talia sighed.
"My little sister?" Robin nodded again.
"That sounds right doesn't it? Well, go play with your cousins, you won't get see them for a while I think." Talia sighed, got up, and walked back over to her cousins. Robin stayed where he was.
"Well, you got one kid that is just you basically you, don't you West." Robin looks over his shoulder to the group of cousins, then to the group of moms talking.
"If anything happens to them I will be there. I won't let either of them get hurt. You have my promise West." Robin feels skin brush against him.
"Dad, mom says we need to go if we want to make it to the airport. You ready?" A tallish boy with red-brown hair looks down to Robin was eyes of sorrow that would not break. Robin pats next to him and the boy sits and nestled up to his father.
"He can't be gone. I can't believe he's gone." Robin rubbed the boys back.
"It's ok, lets go get you in the car. Come on Wally." Robin got his son up off the ground and walked him to the car.
As they drove away, Robin knew that everyone who came that day, people other than them even, would remember that special place. All because of the special person who was left there.
"Hey kids, what are you wearing today? Why did you put it on?" Robin took one look and saw the same confused looks he and hi class mates had had that one day in high school English.
Who would've though that the question would go this far.
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Thats it! That is Soft Hearts! This was an under five thousand words story by a long margin. My friends say it's too long and I tell them that it is way too short. I printed it at the smallest font I could read (12) and it took nine pages because of spacing and everything. But you guys can thank them for editing this whole thing. I do a lot of self editing, but I do it while listening to music so it usually sucks. So, do you guys want more like this?
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Corazones Suaves- Soft Hearts.
Short StoryThree parts. Four points. Five ways to tear apart the mind. !Warning! Not dark, but I have been told it's deppresing. Sorry, I have to warn you of a little sadness.
