Okay, so basically what has happened is that Joe has been shot, and I think you all know who the brother is. It's pretty much a poem that I came up with in bed a few weeks ago. I typed it up the next morning, with a bit of tweaking, but never posted it until today. Anyways, I do not own The Hardy Boys. Also, even though this is a One-Shot, I would like it if you reviewed, you know, let me know what you think. By the way, this is my first poem, and my second One-Shot, so please know that I tried my best. I hope you enjoy!
I Have Fallen
Something punched me, and I looked down.
A flower of blood blossomed from my chest.
A shocked cry escaped my lips,
And I fell.
Horror encased my brother's face.
I smiled faintly at him,
Reassuringly, I hope.
He knelt by my side,
Trying to stop the flow.
But I knew,
I have fallen.
I started to close my eyes,
Surrendering myself to the darkness,
And to death.
I whispered three words
My brother never heard before
"I have fallen."