Alfred was breathing hard, "Geez! I wouldn't be able to run for my life. I hate running so much!" Arthur turned around and yelled to Alfred, " Hey Al! Hurry up you bloody git!" " I'll catch up in a minute," Alfred yelled back, standing up. Arthur turned back around and disapeared. "Hey, where did Artur go?" So he began looking for Arthur. " I guess I'll call him." He shrugged and took out his phone and called Arthur. "No signal? That's not cool dude, not cool at all." He began walking home, but notices that no one else is on the streets, and broke into a run. There were no cars and no people, only him. He was scared. Canada has to be home, he thought. When he got home, he burts in through the door, coming in to find no one. "This can't be happening man." He had got to caught up in himself.
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Doctors were everywhere. Arthur was terrified. The one he raised has just gone into cardiac arrest. He knows of only that.
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Alfred woke up, hurting all over. He was dying. What he just saw was only a dream. He passes back out, not able to breathe, his heart pounding. Then, in only a second, his gave out.
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Arthur heard the moniter. He knew Alfred died, that easily, and ran into the hospital room, tears streaming down his face. "Bloody git, you're the hero, you can't be dead." He takes the dead boy's hands in his, but sees words written on them. The words read, Arthur, I love you. Arthur leans down and kisses his younger brother's forehead. "I love you too. Goodbye, Alfred."