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He looked up at his torn ceiling. The tears he couldn't stop, coming in too fast. He had already tried holding them back.
He knew it was too late. Memories came back of his past. This was the end. He looked back at the timer.
Thirty seconds left. His parents won't know. Nor his friends.
Fifteen seconds. Fourteen. Thirteen. Twelve. Eleven. Ten. Nine. Eight. Seven. Six. Five. At this point he wanted to throw it out his window, but he did not want anyone to know about this.
One. The boy let out a scream before the explosion. The last tear stood on the pile of stone, glowing in the night.
- by KittyCat316 |
- Fiction
- | Submitted on 01/29/2010 |
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- Title: The Boy
- Artist: KittyCat316
- Description: This is a story I typed and wanted to show all of you Gaians. Thank you. It is supposed to be very, very sad. Please comment your emotions in the comments.
- Date: 01/29/2010
- Tags: theboy
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Comments (3 Comments)
- blue_azn10 - 02/04/2010
- its really sad
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- KittyCat316 - 01/29/2010
- I know it is. I thought of it after I made it and nearly cried.
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- kaire of gaara - 01/29/2010
- that is sad
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