Chapter 4: I hardly knew her
An: It's Gerald's turn!!! The problem is I don't know how I'm going to end this story so I was wondering of you could give me some ideas I thing I know what I want to do but I don't know how to do it, but please I need help!
If you asked me to tell you one thing about Helga G. Pataiki all I could say was that 'she was a girl I once knew,' and end it with that. You see I never really got to know her, and basically I never really cared. I was busy with my own life, I had a basketball scholarship to work on, and by the way I got it. I had a girlfriend, Penny; I had school, and my friends. So how could I worry about Helga? We weren't friends to even begin with! But I cared, I know it's hard to believe but I cared. I didn't show it but I did.
Everyone thought I hated her ever since fourth grade for picking on Arnold. I did sort of. But no one knew what happened that one night back in eighth grade, because we swore we wouldn't tell a soul.
~*Flash back*~
Thirteen year old Gerald walked down the street from Gerald field after a game of baseball, when a sound was brought to his attention. Gerald peered down the alley and noticed a flash if pink. Curious he walked down quietly and slowly, until he saw a hunched figure crying uncontrollably. "He'll never love! He loves Lila I'm worthless! Arnold hates me! He even said so!" The person sneered as one of her shaky hands pulled out a knife and brought it to her throat. "No one will miss me!" the person said and laughed a little as to comfort herself. That was when he noticed that the figure was none other then Helga Pataiki. "Helga!" Gerald exclaimed, making the girl jump with shock. "G-Gerald?" Helga asked as she lowered the knife. Gerald nodded and crouched besides her. "What are you doing?" Gerald asked as Helga buried face in Gerald's shirt and cried. "SHHH its ok" hushed Gerald as he wrapped an arm around her and comforted her. "No. It's not! He will never love me, never!" and with that Helga dropped the knife all together and hugged Gerald tightly as she cried. ~*End of Flashback*~
I know it's hard to believe me and Helga somewhat friends like that but it happened. Sometimes I wish, I could of just gotten to know her a little more. I didn't tell anyone that she attempted to commit suicide but if I knew she was going to do it again I would have told. But it's too late now for she is gone, or so everyone thinks, but I can feel it I can still feel her presence still on this earth, and that's all I need to know that she is alive. It's been 1 year since her death and everyone has moved on, besides Arnold and Phoebe, and I know it's hard to believe but I miss her... I truly miss her.
AN: I hope this is longer if not I will try harder. *Sniffle* doesn't this make you want to cry?? I made me cry writing this!! *wails and grabs tissue* Well Please review!!! Peace and Chicken grease!!! *laughs* I always wanted to say that. Next chapter will be about Helga's dad.
An: It's Gerald's turn!!! The problem is I don't know how I'm going to end this story so I was wondering of you could give me some ideas I thing I know what I want to do but I don't know how to do it, but please I need help!
If you asked me to tell you one thing about Helga G. Pataiki all I could say was that 'she was a girl I once knew,' and end it with that. You see I never really got to know her, and basically I never really cared. I was busy with my own life, I had a basketball scholarship to work on, and by the way I got it. I had a girlfriend, Penny; I had school, and my friends. So how could I worry about Helga? We weren't friends to even begin with! But I cared, I know it's hard to believe but I cared. I didn't show it but I did.
Everyone thought I hated her ever since fourth grade for picking on Arnold. I did sort of. But no one knew what happened that one night back in eighth grade, because we swore we wouldn't tell a soul.
~*Flash back*~
Thirteen year old Gerald walked down the street from Gerald field after a game of baseball, when a sound was brought to his attention. Gerald peered down the alley and noticed a flash if pink. Curious he walked down quietly and slowly, until he saw a hunched figure crying uncontrollably. "He'll never love! He loves Lila I'm worthless! Arnold hates me! He even said so!" The person sneered as one of her shaky hands pulled out a knife and brought it to her throat. "No one will miss me!" the person said and laughed a little as to comfort herself. That was when he noticed that the figure was none other then Helga Pataiki. "Helga!" Gerald exclaimed, making the girl jump with shock. "G-Gerald?" Helga asked as she lowered the knife. Gerald nodded and crouched besides her. "What are you doing?" Gerald asked as Helga buried face in Gerald's shirt and cried. "SHHH its ok" hushed Gerald as he wrapped an arm around her and comforted her. "No. It's not! He will never love me, never!" and with that Helga dropped the knife all together and hugged Gerald tightly as she cried. ~*End of Flashback*~
I know it's hard to believe me and Helga somewhat friends like that but it happened. Sometimes I wish, I could of just gotten to know her a little more. I didn't tell anyone that she attempted to commit suicide but if I knew she was going to do it again I would have told. But it's too late now for she is gone, or so everyone thinks, but I can feel it I can still feel her presence still on this earth, and that's all I need to know that she is alive. It's been 1 year since her death and everyone has moved on, besides Arnold and Phoebe, and I know it's hard to believe but I miss her... I truly miss her.
AN: I hope this is longer if not I will try harder. *Sniffle* doesn't this make you want to cry?? I made me cry writing this!! *wails and grabs tissue* Well Please review!!! Peace and Chicken grease!!! *laughs* I always wanted to say that. Next chapter will be about Helga's dad.