Pogs n Shit (a oneshot book)

You Will Be Found.

1) thanks for 1K reads. I forgot about that whenever I made the previous oneshot sorry

2) this is a not a rant, but it depicts a story of something that's happened in my life. If you wish to know the story for some reason, it'll be at the bottom of the oneshot. I've noticed how many people are going brought down and aren't mentally okay so I wish that you read the second paragraph in bold underneath the text even if you don't want to read the paragraph above.

3) this is really short but I promise I'm trying to make longer ones!

  Seven friends, so tightly bonded that you couldn't break them apart even if you tried.

They talked every day, played Minecraft and met up just to goof off like idiots. They cherished their moments together, never thinking about the possibility that one day everything could get ripped away in a heartbeat.

When that finally happened, the six remaining went into denial.

People would ask what happened to their friend. Why had their group shortened by one person?

The six would either stay completely quiet or tell the person to fuck off, sometimes screaming at them to 'never mention Cooper ever again'. Whoever asked the question would leave hastily, convinced that the group had gone crazy.

The six would never talk to many people ever again, knowing that whoever tried to become their friend was never going to fill the void the dead boy put in each of their hearts.

From above, their deceased friend tried to tell them to move on. It wasn't healthy. However, no many times he tried to get them to make new friends, they never listened.

Months later, all six passed away in a car crash. The driver, who appeared to be the youngest, wrecked the car into bridge railings and the vehicle (along with it's passengers) were thrown into the water below.

So, around a year ago, my best friend passed away. Around this time, I'd just discovered Dear Evan Hansen and was moved by the story the musical had to tell. My friends and I sang 'You will Be Found' at his funeral and helped each other get over his death.

If you're lost or depressed or dealing with the death of a loved one, I can not stress this enough. Please seek help. It isn't healthy to distance yourself from people that are able to help you in a time of need. Remember that no matter who you are or no matter where you are-- you will be found.