Summer was turning to a end fast. It seems just like yesterday school let out. I meant William and now summer is almost over. It's the last day of summer and I'm spending it with William in our favorite Willow tree. When, suddenly a thought hits me. Since William lost his memory and only knows the very basics. How will he do in school? Will he go? I twirl around at the thought so I am facing William. I hesitate for a moment before asking "Are you going to school?" because any normal kid goes to school. And this is basically telling him I know... I know he isn't normal. I tried to not let him know that I knew about the crash and coma. Because, I would feel weird talking to him about it. And as much as I hate to admit it, I've looked at him differently since finding out.
"Well...yes..." he twirls an acorn in his hands. Studying it's every movement. It's so strange how everything is so new and unexplained to him. "I'll have to be in 'special' classes as they call it..." he looks disappointed qt the thought. He won't be with me anyway because I'm a grade older. Part of me was hoping he would say he wouldn't be going. 5th graders can be so cruel. Considering the way the other kids lok at him, as if he was an alien, he won't be the most popular kid.
"Actually, a lot of people have them. It's not that big of a deal..." I say trying to shake it off but I know he won't buy my lie. But, in reality it is a big deal. I've been surprised everyday on what he doesn't know. Like one day I was writing in a notebook and he asked me what I was doing. I couldn't believe it and it made me so sad deep inside. He didn't know or remember what writing was. He's had a tutor to help him. He tells me it's going very well but, I don't know if I believe it.
"So, what do you want to do on our last day?" I ask trying to change the subject. I was thinking he would say climb trees, fishing, or some normal activity. But, then again... He isn't normal.
"Let's build it... You are always talking about a place, somewhere magical that we could call... Ours." he announces slowly. I think about it for a moment then grab his hand. "Your right, let's do it!" And with that we climb out of the tree and get to work. We collect leaves, acorns, branches, and everything we'll need. Then, I go inside of my house and find glue, paint, thread, and craft supplies. We get to work! First, we thread the leaves together in long strands. Next, we paste leaves in a big pattern for the floor rug and outline it with branches.
We are about done hanging the leaves when we hear a voice from behind us.
"Well, well. What do we have here?" I know the voice and turn slowly to see Dalton standing in front of me. Like usual he is accompanied by the rest of the neighborhood kids. I use to hang out with them. Until I meant William and found out what a real friend was like.
Before I have a chance to stop him, William walks right up to Dalton and stretches out his hand. He says "Hello, my name is William! What is your's?"
"Gross, get away from me twerp! You might give me your coma or whatever!" he smirks at William and laughs to his gang. I hate that laugh. William looks hurt and I'm about to say something when I catch a glimpse of a smile on William.
"You can't catch a coma." he announces like a teacher stepping towards Dalton. He looks to small compared to the tall big structure of Dalton.
"Whatever little kid..." Dalton says then looks in my direction "You use to be cool. Why are you hanging out with this kid and building a fairy land?"
"I think he's cool! He's a better friend then you'll ever be!" I spit back.
He doesn't respond with words. His gang and him start pulling down and destroying all of our work. I stand in shock until they disappear. But what shocks me the most is what William does next.
"Do you have anymore glue?" he says holding the destroyed work. I smile and nod.
