Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
(3)
You had found Eleven in the woods, alone and seeming in need of help. You and her had developed an unlikely friendship, only because you hadn't ever talked to eachother properly, but you both connected, and understood eachother. You knew that she was in trouble, but you weren't just going to bail her out, she was your only friend.
"Friends?" I ask, hopeful that she would understand me.
We had been spending time with eachother for a few months ago, and she had hardly spoken a word, most of the time it was one single word at one time, and it began to frustrate me, but I tried to keep my patience.
"What, friend?" She asks, her face dead serious, clearly confused at what I had asked hers
"A friend is someone you spend time with, share jokes and laugh together, I was just asking, if we are friends?" I explain and ask, waiting for an answer and am hoping for her to actually get what I'm saying this time.
A cheeky smile spreads across her lips, she nods, "Yes."
