I saw the truck blow up. I saw Stanley get out of the truck, not bothering to save Kyle. Kyle was the precious cargo. He was all that mattered and Stan threw it away as if it were trash. Stan didn't get arrested for drunk driving. Fucking typical of this hellhole. They don't care that Ike is now an only child. They don't care that Gerald cries at night while walking down the street. They don't fucking care that Sheila had a goddamn heart attack when she got the news. They're all worried about Stan. If he wasn't alive, then Kyle would be. Wait. If I find a way to bring Kyle back...I could send Stan where he belongs...Perfect. I'll go talk to Henrietta tomorrow after school. I'll have my cute little jew back in no time.
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FanfictionKyle died at 1 in the morning on Saturday. Cartman saw it happen. He saw what Stan did. He couldn't accept that it was an accident. Stan killed Kyle. Kyman fanfic-
