Wilted Daisy ( a Byler short-story )

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[A/n don't play video now]

Mike woke up in the morning excitedly. It was his birthday after all. Finally he was 14. As he got out of the bed, he spotted a vase standing on his bed-side table. On it there was a single white daisy along with an attached note. As Mike touched the flower he realized it was freshly picked, drops of morning dews still clinging onto its petals. Mike smiled and opened the letter. The handwriting was so neat and elegant and it read:

"Hey Mike, Happy Birthday. What are you still doing in

bed lazybones. Get up, come outside and find me"    ~Will

Mike's face lit up like Christmas lights. He rushed out of bed, got dressed and grabbing a sandwich from the kitchen shouted "Mom I'm going for a ride" quickly before he got up in his bicycle. Just as he thought, there lay another daisy and a note in the carrier of the bike. Mike carefully unfolded it and read:

"So Michael, do you remember the day we met. It was so long ago and yet I 

remember it like the sweetest dream ever. I hope you do too. Cause that's where

you'll have to head now"   ~Will

And Mike knew very well where he had to go.

[A/n play video now]

The Hawkins Kindergarten was empty as the school hadn't started yet. Mike slowly made his way to the playground. He looked around and saw the same old slide and swing set that he remembered from his days. The swing set stood there in the corner under the old chestnut tree, swinging slightly in the autumn wind. Mike suddenly felt an urge to swing in it though it seemed to have shrunken than his size. He still went and sat down at one of the swings and started swinging himself. He closed his eyes as the gust of autumn wind and the sound of chestnuts dropping soothed his nerves. he couldn't help but reminiscence...

*start of flashback*

It was Mike's first day to Kindergarten. He was so frightened and anxious. He had no friends, didn't even had the courage to make any. So, during the break he sat all by himself in the swing at the corner of the field while all the other kids were playing merrily in the playground. Mike was so alone that he felt like crying. He shut his eyes tightly to hold back the tears and prayed,"Oh please God, I'm so lonely and scared here. Mommy says you always protect and listen to those children who are good. I always try to be good. so please help me. Can you send me an angel from heaven to be my friend like that one I read in a storybook. Pleeeeease."

While Mike was praying, he Didn't realize that someone had walked up to him and was standing in front , until he heard a sweet timid little voice.

"Hello."

Mike's eyes flew open. Then he saw this small petite boy standing in front of him, his bowl cut hair swishing in wind like summer dandelion, his eyes so shy and innocent but glistening like warm caramel and his smile pouring down like drops of golden honey. Mike was astounded by such a beauty.

"Are you the angel from the heaven?"Mike asked in a dazed voice.

"What?"the boy giggled like a sweet little bunny."No, I'm Will."

"Yes. William Byers. But people call me Will. What's your name?"

"I'm Mike. I mean Michael Wheeler."

"Oh. Mike, is that seat taken?"Will pointed to the swing beside Mike.

"No,"Mike said and Will offered a gentle smile before occupying the swing.

"I saw you sitting here all alone for a long time,"Will said in a slight yet curious voice."Don't you have any friends to play with?"

"No,"Mike responded."What about you? Do you have any friends?"

"No I'm alone too,"Will said with his head down as if he was feeling ashamed to acknowledge this.

"Will you be my friend?"Mike blurted out suddenly.

Will's head shot up and he looked up straight into the eyes of the boy in front with awe. Now it was Mike's turn to flush red. What was he thinking? How can a beautiful angel like Will ever want to be his friend. But Mike wasn't ready for what Will said next.

"Yes,"Will answered with a cheery smile.

*end of flashback*

Mike slowly opened his eyes as the wonderful memories lingered by. He let out a peaceful smile before he spotted it................

"We lie beneath the stars at night
our hands gripping each other tight
you keep my secrets hope to die
promises swear them to the sky"

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