Deathly Past (Boy Fanfiction)

The dismal expression sprayed on everyone's face they packed up their belongings inside boxes, the sounds of scissors slicing through tape echoed across the empty houses, certain people were forced to move. A boy, however, sat on a empty swingset, slightly moving forward on it looking down with his bangs drooping over his eyes, he had to move too. The clouds began to collide and splashed their raindrops onto kyle ' s head and the area around him. Looking up to the sky, he closed his eyes gently and quietly wished his life would get at least a little better, or at least meet someone he could care about. Moving was the last thing his family needed, but they had too, just because people "said so". Once opening his eyes, he felt a firm grip on his shoulder and gasped, swiveling his head behind him. His eyes expanded as he saw another young boy around his eyes with a gentle smirk. "Hey kyle! Where ya been?".

Wish granted.