"talking"
Thinking
'talking through plane'
Ludwig woke the next morning eager to go back and see the boy. He didn't know what it was, but something attracted him to the boy.
Maybe it was those red eyes. The ones that always to seemed to be filled with happiness. Maybe it was his pale skin and hair that made him look like an angel. Maybe it was just the fact that Ludwig hadn't really had a friend his age.
His father came in and they talked liked they usually did before he left for work. Ludwig quickly unhooked himself from all the machines and got dressed in the clothes that he wore the day before. He suddenly heard a familiar voice behind him.
"Ludwig, what are you doing! You might get sick if you don't stay on the machines. Come on, put your gown back on so I can put you back on the machines." It was just his nurse. She was always such a worry wart.
"Zion, calm down. I was just…" Ludwig tried to think of a reasonable lie to tell but came up short. She could always see right through his lies.
"You were just what? Just tell me the truth. I won't be upset. I just want to know so I can make sure you stay safe."
Ludwig sighed and figured it would be better to tell the truth." I was going to play with one of my friends outside. He's really nice."
"Where is he from? When did you meet him? What's his name?"
"I met him at one of the camps where-"
"You can't play with him, Ludwig," Zion cut him off. "If you get caught talking with him, they might think you are helping him try to escape. They might kill you."
"But, Zion. I'll be careful. I promise we won't get caught."
Zion sighed thought deeply about the situation. If she stopped him, he might spill her secret about escaping from one of the camps. If she didn't, he might get caught with the boy and be killed.
She looked at the numbers tattooed on her left arm and sighed. "Go, Ludwig. I want you back before it gets dark. If you aren't, you won't be able to see him again. I also want to stay tomorrow. You could get worse if you keep leaving like this." Ludwig quickly thanked her and grabbed his sketch pad and slipped out through the window.
He ran up the street and turned the corners as he remembered from yesterday. He stopped to catch his breath after he remembered that he still wasn't healthy enough to run for so long.
He looked around and saw that he had no idea where he was at all. There were lots of people around him. The people were cheering for someone. Who was that guy?
"Excuse me, Herr. Who is that guy?" Ludwig asked to the person next to him.
"That's Adolf Hitler! He's the best leader ever!"
This was the guy that his dad was always talking about? He doesn't have the right to imprison people that aren't aryan when he isn't even an aryan himself. He really didn't see why his dad liked the guy so much.
Ludwig backed out of the crowd and ran in the other direction. The nurse made him late, and now his dad is gone.
He must have been walking for what felt like hours until he came upon the camp he was looking for. He looked through the gate and he didn't see the boy he was looking for. He probably thought Ludwig would come back. The one friend Ludwig had was gone now.
He sat on the ground and almost cried at the thought of loosing a friend. They weren't technically friends, but it was the closest he ever got to a friend.
He wiped away the tears and turned to leave when a paper plane flew past his head and landed on the ground in front of him. He turned and saw the albino boy from yesterday standing next to a boy with green eyes and curly brown hair.
He picked up the plane and read it.
'Hey! You did come back. I thought you wouldn't return.' was what the plane said among all the writing from yesterday.
He tore out a fresh sheet of paper and wrote a little note.
'Sorry I was so late. I got lost.'
'At least you came, mi amigo.'
Spanish? Ludwig was pretty sure his red eyed friend was German. What does that even mean.
'What does 'mi amigo' even mean?'
He looked and saw the green-eyes boy writing something on the paper. He folded the paper into a messed up looking plane and threw it. It came right back and hit him in the forehead.
He smiled sheepishly and looked up at the albino. The albino laughed and refolded the messed up plane into one that would fly and throw it over the fence.
'It means "my friend" in Spanish. I'm Antonio by the way.' This really confused Ludwig. What was the Spanish boy doing here.
'Why are you here?'
'I was trying to save Gilbert, but they got me and put me here. My only family was Gilbert, so I couldn't just let them take him away from me.'
Ludwig didn't really know how to respond to that. He had always had his father, and his mom died giving birth to him. He didn't know what it was like to not have any family at all.
'What happened to your parents?'
'While I was at school a few years ago, our house was bombed.' Ludwig was really regretting telling his dad that he didn't need him a while ago.
'Enough with the depressing stuff. It's unawesome to see you both looking so sad. Lets talk about awesome stuff.'
They replaced all the depressing stories with funny stories about their past. The time before Ludwig got sick. When Antonio still had his parents. When Gilbert was still peacefully at home with his family.
'I remember when I used to help our babysitter with mi hermanitos. She always thought little Feli was a girl, so she put him in a dress. She put little Lovi in a pink dress and he stopped cursing and started blushing.'
'One time I replaced my friend Francis's wax with super glue. He was bald for a month.' Even though he was pretty far away, Ludwig heard the kesesese~ of Gilbert's laugh.
Ludwig read all of their stories. They were all so interesting, yet he had non of his own to tell. His stories were so boring. He had three dogs before he got sick, but they never did anything interesting. They way he got them was pretty interesting though.
'A few years ago, I had three dogs. They never did anything because they were old. I rescued them out of a tree. I looked in my back yard when I heard yapping of puppies. They were sitting there in my tree.'
'You had puppies stuck in your tree? How does that even happen?'
'I'm not sure, but I'm pretty sure they were there for a while.' Ludwig saw that the sun was setting and quickly wrote something down on the paper, folded it, and threw it over the fence.
'I have to go right now. I'm not sure when I'll be back, but I'm pretty sure it will be soon.' Antonio was the first one that read the note. He looked up at Ludwig and waved and mouthed bye.
Ludwig turned and ran. The pollen was making it hard for him to breathe, but he had to get to the hospital before it got too dark. He made a few wrong turns and got lost once, but he finally made it with a few minutes left.
He slid into the slightly open window and changed. He would have to ask Zion to clean his clothes later. He crawled back into the bed and hooked himself back onto the machines. Zion walked in just as he did.
"How was your day, Luddy?"
"It was good. I got to make another friend. His name is Antonio, and he's from Spain. I think."
"That's good. I think you should rest now. You haven't been on the machines as long as you should have. You can't leave tomorrow because you promised." Ludwig wasn't really listening because he was already fast asleep.
We now have Gilbert and Antonio introduced. Please remember that I don't have much knowledge about this time period, so things are not always accurate. Sorry if anyone seems OOC. This is my first real story that I am actually serious about. See that OC up there named Zion? She isn't extremely major, but I needed something. My OC happened to have a Jewish sounding name. (It sounds pretty Jewish to me.)
