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Darkness
/Noun/ The partial or total absence of light.
The darkness was suffocating, Cartman always thought.
The darkness he spoke of was all around him. In the hateful stares and mean comments. The way his mother would kiss him on the head then turn around and use those same lips for her job because she had no other chose.
It was inside him. All the awful things he did; killing his own father was just the icing on the cake. The ugly, mucky black cake.
The darkness ate at him until there was nothing left. Consumed him, made him believe he was the darkness; he had always been the darkness.
He had no way of knowing how he was still standing through the ugly black of his soul. Hadn't the darkness already consumed him; eaten him up and left him as an empty shell?
No, it hadn't.
Though that darkness tried, there was one thing in Cartman's dark life that kept him afloat. One thing that kept the darkness back and let the light in.
That thing was Kyle Broflovski.
Kyle was Cartman's light. As much as Cartman pretended otherwise, he knew without Kyle in his life, the darkness would consume him and he would be no more.
Sometimes Cartman would find himself alone and would just laugh at the great irony to that statement. He'd laugh so much, to the point that he was hysterical and gasping for air or even black out.
Kyle made him feel alive. Made him feel like there was more to himself than darkness. Cartman grasped onto that feeling with both hands like a dying man because it was all he had.
Cartman could only pray to God Kyle stayed long enough for him to keep that light inside of himself forever.
It was all Cartman really, truly wanted.
Awwww.
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