The Untold story Of Freddy (Updating)

Graduation Practice

It's been fifteen minutes since Bernard went in to the restroom. I wonder what he's doing.

When I opened the door, I saw him staring at the mirror. His eyes were looking at his reflection while he touches his broken arm with his other hand.

"Bernard, you don't wanna be late for the practice... right?"
"Do you think..."

Then slowly, he turned his head facing me

"They will be scared at me?"

Then as I saw the other side of his face, his cheeks are like poured with acid or something. His flesh is showing up and you can almost see everything in his mouth, especially his teeth.

My eyes were widen as he continues to look at me, I stood at in front of the door, shocked

"What the hell happened to you?"
"They're gonna be scared, aren't they?"

Then I walked towards him, smiling

"They won't, they will understand..."

At first I felt shocked and a bit of scared, but he is still my friend. Then I held his arm and dragged him back to the gymnasium.

At the school gym

I can't believe it's gonna be our graduation next month, after this, I'll be stepping up into senior high.

Everyone is laughing and talking rather than paying attention to the practice, but me? I'm thinking.

Our principal went to the stage and called our names per section and class number, and I'm in section 6. In our junior high, we only have 6 sections per school year, and it's the last sections in our 1st year, 2nd and 3rd, and in senior high, we have 10 sections.

Then the Principal called my name

"Maverick Stalingford"

As I walk up the stairs of the stage, my heart begins to beat faster. I looked around but nothing's there to make me feel this thing, but why? Why am I feeling so nervous? I don't know, but all I have to do for now is to focus on our practice. Then I took the decoy paper and went down on the stage, still feeling nervous.

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