*WARNING: THIS STORY WILL MAKE YOU TEAR UP A LITTLE*
14 year old Kendall Knight, was admitted to the hospital because of his sickness.
The first day when he entered his room, the first thing he notice was a glass between two sides of the room.
There was a bed and a door on the other side of the room. And he saw a girl standing there.
He walk towards her. Kendall said "Hi." But she gestured to Kendall that she couldn't hear him. He tried talking louder but still, she couldn't hear him.
He went to his pocket an took out two chalks.
He wrote "Can you write?" On the glass an slid one of the chalk to her room.
She picked it up and replied "Of course. Duh."
"Can you draw?" Ask Kendall, and drew a smiley face of him.
She drew a figure of her and wrote "yes."
Kendall laughed a little and wrote "You don't look like that..." And he drew a figure of her and wrote on the chest "Flat..."
She blushed and continued their conversation. "I'm Jo Taylor."
Kendall nodded and wrote back "Knight. Kendall Knight."
Ever since then, they kept on drawing and writing on the glass.
One day, when Jo was busy drawing something, Kendall kept looking at her. She finally notice and looked at him back. Kendall frown and wrote "It feels cold..." He continued below "I want to be with you"
Jo smiled a little and wrote "You are with me" she wrote below "only there's a glass between us..."
Kendall stood up and start punching the glass as hard as possible. Jo was shouting at him to stop. But then there was a crack. Kendall gestured Jo to move aside and she did.
He kept punching the glass until it broke. It was a really thick glass, the pieces was all very sharp, and it cut off Kendall's left hand.
The next day, Kendall and Jo was sitting at their place. Kendall's hand was all wrapped up.
Jo smiled and wrote "Are you okay?"
Kendall didn't wrote anything and just nodded.
"Wanna draw?" Jo ask, and drew a figure of herself smiling.
Kendall was left-handed and since it was cut off, he has to use his right hand to write, which it wasn't easy. "I can't anymore"
A few weeks later, Kendall and Jo didn't even write anything anymore. But one day, Kendall woke up and felt something was replace back into his life. He looked at his left hand which it was there. He was surprise cause he didn't even felt anything at all.
He heard someone tapping on the glass. He turned around and saw Jo standing there, smiling and wrote "Draw with me"
How do you guys like this story?
Anyway, I'm not sure if I should do an epilogue for this story. But, even though I make one, I'm not gonna combine it together, I'm gonna separate
it.
It made me cry a little and I hope you guys like it.