A Sadness Change
Chapter 2 - friends
I couldn't believe it. Arnold is standing right there, in front of me. He looks so different and his clothes are less dirty. His hair was shining by the moonlight.
"Arnold? Is that you?" I asked. Arnold smiled and stared at me, describing me, Arnold's eyes sparkled.
"You've changed a lot over the years." he said as he went closer. My heart started beating.
" What's going on around here?" I asked. Arnold's smile faded away and left. I followed him. Arnold opened the front door and went outside as I followed him.
" Arnold stop, please answer me!" I yelled. Arnold turned and looked straight into my eyes with tears. Fog started covering the whole town.
"You really want to know?" Arnold said. I looked at him, surprised.
"Of course Arnold, I lived here, I care about this town." I said as I looked at Arnold. He went closer and closer to me. Until he stood 6 inches from me.
"I don't know," he said. I looked at him and stepped away from him. I looked at him with my mouth open and my eyes watered.
"What do you mean you don't know?!" I demanded.
"Everything started changing." Arnold said, "Little by little, everything changed, and look what we ended up with." I looked around. I remember how normal it used to be. "It happened ever since you left." I quickly looked at him. "And I don't even know why?" how strange, how could all this have happened after I moved away?
"What about Gerald, Phoebe and the rest of them?" I asked. "What happened to them?" Arnold turned away and looked at the other direction.
" Some are dead and some are alive." My heart stopped. What did he just said? I ran up to him and made him turn and face me.
"What do you mean some are dead and some are alive?" he didn't say anything. "Please Arnold, tell me."
"They went on a joy ride," he explained. "Then there was a car crash." I found myself running. I ran off crying leaving, Arnold behind without finishing his explanation. I didn't want to hear any of it anymore. Although I still don't know why my old house is clean except my room, but right know I want to know what happened to my old friends. I don't even know whose dead or who's alive. I hope Phoebe isn't dead.
I ran as fast as I could, but where? I don't even know. But I stopped and ended up standing right in front of Phoebe's house. I looked at her house, and how ruined it is of course. I decided to go inside. When I opened the door and went in side. I felt the cold air blowing on my face. A dusty, smelly, cold, air. I looked everywhere. Until I heard a noise upstairs. When I got upstairs, I decided to go to Phoebe's room first. I opened her door. And there she was. Her room was black and empty. She was sitting on the floor. Smoking. She looked up. Not surprised to see me.
"What the hell are you doing here?!" Phoebe demanded. I was startled by the way she talked to me. This isn't the Phoebe I know. Her hair was tangled, her clothes are a mess, her face too, and she's not even wearing her glasses.
"Phoebe, don't you know who I am?" I asked worriedly. "And why are you smoking?"
"I can smoke whatever I want." She said as she stands up. "And I know who you are" she said with attitude. She got closer to me. " You're that stupid, trader, unfriendly, little idiot who doesn't respect me like a best friend, so yes I know you Helga G. Pataki and I wish you were dead!!!!" she pushed me in the hallway.
"Now get out of my house!!" she screamed and yelled at the same time. I couldn't believe it. The way she yelled at me made me scared and terrified of her.
"Phoebe, please let me-"
"Leave me alone!!" she yelled. "I don't have anything to do with you!!" she took a lamp and threw it in my direction. She meant to hit me, but she missed. I ran down stairs and outside. I kept running, seeing this place made me weak.
As I kept running, someone pushed me and shoved me on one of the building's wall. It was that man who stole my suitcases and the man I was chasing at. I was going to say to him that don't hurt me, but when I saw the face, everything stopped in my mind. The same man who used to be my classmate, the same man who I played baseball and football with, the same man was cool in everyway.
"Gerald?"
To be continue . . .
A/N - REVIEW!!!! To short, I know, but still REVIEW!!!
Chapter 2 - friends
I couldn't believe it. Arnold is standing right there, in front of me. He looks so different and his clothes are less dirty. His hair was shining by the moonlight.
"Arnold? Is that you?" I asked. Arnold smiled and stared at me, describing me, Arnold's eyes sparkled.
"You've changed a lot over the years." he said as he went closer. My heart started beating.
" What's going on around here?" I asked. Arnold's smile faded away and left. I followed him. Arnold opened the front door and went outside as I followed him.
" Arnold stop, please answer me!" I yelled. Arnold turned and looked straight into my eyes with tears. Fog started covering the whole town.
"You really want to know?" Arnold said. I looked at him, surprised.
"Of course Arnold, I lived here, I care about this town." I said as I looked at Arnold. He went closer and closer to me. Until he stood 6 inches from me.
"I don't know," he said. I looked at him and stepped away from him. I looked at him with my mouth open and my eyes watered.
"What do you mean you don't know?!" I demanded.
"Everything started changing." Arnold said, "Little by little, everything changed, and look what we ended up with." I looked around. I remember how normal it used to be. "It happened ever since you left." I quickly looked at him. "And I don't even know why?" how strange, how could all this have happened after I moved away?
"What about Gerald, Phoebe and the rest of them?" I asked. "What happened to them?" Arnold turned away and looked at the other direction.
" Some are dead and some are alive." My heart stopped. What did he just said? I ran up to him and made him turn and face me.
"What do you mean some are dead and some are alive?" he didn't say anything. "Please Arnold, tell me."
"They went on a joy ride," he explained. "Then there was a car crash." I found myself running. I ran off crying leaving, Arnold behind without finishing his explanation. I didn't want to hear any of it anymore. Although I still don't know why my old house is clean except my room, but right know I want to know what happened to my old friends. I don't even know whose dead or who's alive. I hope Phoebe isn't dead.
I ran as fast as I could, but where? I don't even know. But I stopped and ended up standing right in front of Phoebe's house. I looked at her house, and how ruined it is of course. I decided to go inside. When I opened the door and went in side. I felt the cold air blowing on my face. A dusty, smelly, cold, air. I looked everywhere. Until I heard a noise upstairs. When I got upstairs, I decided to go to Phoebe's room first. I opened her door. And there she was. Her room was black and empty. She was sitting on the floor. Smoking. She looked up. Not surprised to see me.
"What the hell are you doing here?!" Phoebe demanded. I was startled by the way she talked to me. This isn't the Phoebe I know. Her hair was tangled, her clothes are a mess, her face too, and she's not even wearing her glasses.
"Phoebe, don't you know who I am?" I asked worriedly. "And why are you smoking?"
"I can smoke whatever I want." She said as she stands up. "And I know who you are" she said with attitude. She got closer to me. " You're that stupid, trader, unfriendly, little idiot who doesn't respect me like a best friend, so yes I know you Helga G. Pataki and I wish you were dead!!!!" she pushed me in the hallway.
"Now get out of my house!!" she screamed and yelled at the same time. I couldn't believe it. The way she yelled at me made me scared and terrified of her.
"Phoebe, please let me-"
"Leave me alone!!" she yelled. "I don't have anything to do with you!!" she took a lamp and threw it in my direction. She meant to hit me, but she missed. I ran down stairs and outside. I kept running, seeing this place made me weak.
As I kept running, someone pushed me and shoved me on one of the building's wall. It was that man who stole my suitcases and the man I was chasing at. I was going to say to him that don't hurt me, but when I saw the face, everything stopped in my mind. The same man who used to be my classmate, the same man who I played baseball and football with, the same man was cool in everyway.
"Gerald?"
To be continue . . .
A/N - REVIEW!!!! To short, I know, but still REVIEW!!!