Whoa, is this world really coming to an end? What the hell? I wonder to myself as I look around and see that a lot of the residents of South Park are infected with AIDS now. Is this all that fatass Cartman's fault? I'm pretty sure it is, but how are we supposed to find a cure? I was infected, but I don't even know where that damn cure is anymore. Oh shit, that thought of having no cure anymore is scaring the fucking shit out of me! I know a little bit about AIDS, but as this thought enters my head, I believe that I may be helpless now. Oh wait, I think I'm telling the story too fast so let me start from the beginning.
I am Kyle Broflovski and I am nine years old. I live in South Park, Colorado and I have a lot of adventures here. My life is very eventful, and so because of that I know that anything could happen at any moment, but the last thing that I expected to happen was for South Park to have an HIV/AIDS epidemic. I should have seen it coming or known that it would happen because of stupid fucking Cartman. I hate Cartman, he is such a dick and an asshole, but I don't think anything will be achieved by my hatred of him, so let me move in with this story.
It started one day when fatass had his tonsils removed. During this, he was "accidentally" infected with HIV during a blood donor. He told us all about it, me, Stan, and Kenny. Stan is my best friend, and Kenny is my friend too but he always ends up dying and being resurrected which is a little weird, but I guess unexplainable things can happen right? So, he told us about him having HIV, and then I laugh.
"Cartman, it's funny that you have HIV because you're a fatass who doesn't sympathize with other people at all! You've also talked about infecting me, and you're always an asshole to me. This should teach you a lesson!" I burst into laughter, and see that fatass is getting angry. He is looking at me, and it's funny because he is looking so pissed off right now. I see that my friends Stan and Kenny aren't sure of how to react, and I'm confused. They are just standing there, and looking between me and fatass, and I don't know why they aren't laughing.
"You stupid Jew, it's not funny! I'm going to die!" Fatass yells, and runs out of the hospital room. I continue laughing, and then Stan turns to me.
"Kyle, you don't know what he could be thinking. He could be thinking of doing something to get back at you." I laugh at this idea because it sounds so stupid to me, and so I respond.
"Yeah right, like fatass is smart enough to get back at me. He's the one who's always harrassing and bugging me, and he needs to pay for it. So yeah, I'm not worried about anything!" I say with confidence. Kenny is staring at me now, and he says something, but I cannot make it out because it's muffled. I realize now that I have nothing to say and so I leave the hospital room.
On my way out of the hospital, I see that Fatass and his mom are crying outside the room. I block out the entire event because I don't care about what they are saying, but I pity his mother because she is wasting her time and she is worried about nothing important. I walk out of the hospital, and just try to think about the important things like school, and my future. I'm a smart guy, and so I need to think about the important things and not anything about like fatass and his AIDS or whatever. As I walk home, I don't think about Stan's words or how right he could be about fatass getting revenge on me.