Heyo. Sooo..I wanna talk to you about something serious for a second. This has nothing to do with the story, but I wanna share something with you.
This morning I lost a friend. His name was Decklan, he was 17. This is the text message he was attempting to send while driving this morning:
"Hey r u goi"
Dont text while driving. It will risk your life.
Chapter 14 *takes place at age 12
Many people submitted this plot, its gunna be short, but sweet :)
Stupid. Worthless. Coward.
The words were now drilled into his head; no removal process of them.
He felt stupid. How could he have let his happen. It was the one thing he was actually good at, being smart. And now its down in the dumps. He's no longer smart. He's stupid. An idiot. Retarted. Dumb. Call it what you want, he feels stupid. He's one of those dumb kids. Those kids that dont get the lesson even after it's been explained like six times. One of those kids that everyone talks about behing his back, calling him dumb. He's one of those stupid kids.
If he's been called it once, he's been called it a million times. He feels worthless. It's been drilled into his head by all his bullies and ostracizing classmates. But his friends have always told him otherwise. Now, he really believes it. He's worthless. If he cant even do this, then whats the point? He's worthless. This was the only thing he had out of all his friends, and now its gone from him. He doesnt even have that now. So he's worthless.
He really feels like a coward. He's worthless and stupid; he's a coward. Its no use being around him now, now that this happened. It was the only thing he had out of all the other guys. He was the smart one. He was the one who excelled in school. The other guys were athletic, or good looking, or strong, be him, he was smart. He was the smart one. But now that that's over, he's worthless. He's just a coward.
Logan Mitchell had failed his socail studies test.
"Logan..." Carlos started, at loss of words.
The twelve year old shook his head. Sitting ontop of the desk in the empty classroom, Logan swings his legs back and forth, already feeling tears prick at his eyes. Kendall scooted closer to him and put and arm around him
Logan buried his face in his hands. "Im sooo stupid.."
"Logan," James kneeled down infront of his smaller friend and sighed, "You are not stupid."
Stubbornly, he still shook his head. "No..I am. This is all Ive got."
Carlos' brows furrowed. "Logan, what do you mean?"
He choked on a sob, "Y-You guys.." He took a moment to compose himself, "You guys are so much better than me with everything else. Kendall's the strong leader..James is the pretty one..Carlos is the goofy one..and Im just nerdy Logan. Guys, school- it's all I got. And without it, Im worthless. Stupid. Coward."
"No, no, no." Kendall shook his head, how could Logan be thinking this? "Logan..you are so much better than that!"
"No Im not."
"Logan..youre really good at helping me whenever I have a problem!" Carlos tried to reason.
James, picking up on what Carlos was doing, piped up. "Yeah! Youre always there when I need a shoulder to cry on, or just need someone to spill my emotions to."
"Youre the fastest one on the hockey team!" Kendall pitched out.
"And really good at coloring."
"And a fast runner."
"And a good writter."
"And you're good with little kids!"
"And good with computers!"
"Okay, okay!" Logan but in, wiping stray tears, "I get it."
There was a moment of silence, untill Logan looked up and smiled. That hurt look in his eyes still there, but this time it faded a bit. "Thanks guys."
Kendall smiled. "Anytime."
Yeah so Im tired so this is alot more rushed than I wanted it to be but Im gunna like fall asleep. But I hope you still like it. Reviews are love, my darlings!