are you crazy its three o'clock in the morning

“I swear ill do it if they don’t stop Ill end it all with just one motion it’ll be easy!”

“Please stop you’re like a brother to me and I couldn’t live without my brother why would you do this to your best friend, yourself, and even your family? And are you crazy its four o’clock in the morning! ”

“I can’t take anymore of this horrible pain laughter and humiliation. You would do the same thing if you were constantly bullied by everyone. My life has taken a dreadful turn into a dark abyss of hatred and death and I don’t know how to live in?”

Their conversation lasted for two more hours. It was a great horror for nick to listen to his best friend saying these terrible things. He had never been in this situation before so he did not know at all what to do. Hoping for the best he talked about all the good times they had together and how they would be wasted. Nick went to his room and turned on his wall mounted T.V. and sat down. “Are paid programming’s the only things on I guess I’ll just have to watch the news.”


This just in local teenager commits suicide!

Not knowing if he just heard the news right he turned the T.V. off and threw the remote on his mud stained floor. He started to panic. Immediately he picked up his new cell phone and called brad. It rang and rang without an answer. Again he called and again no answer. He tried once more and got an answer but the worst one of them all the police.

“Hello where is brad, Is he ok is he still alive”
“I am very sorry but I cannot tell you the answer to that question”
“Yea I’m sure you can you just don’t want to tell me who is this anyways “
“This is the police”
“I know why you can’t tell me because you’re a stupid pig”

He hung up the phone and walked out of his room with a distinct look on his face knowing that his mom would be watching T.V. he went to her room and asked about his friend. Her mother knew what had happened but she would refuse to tell him because she knew that he would be hurt. He asked multiple times and all she answered was I don’t know go to bed. He finally gave up and went back to his room to go to bed just find out tomorrow at school.

He went to bed dreaming that he was brad and he was the one who died.

He awoke to a repeating vibrating noise, he got up and looked around the room to find a call from his best friend. He quickly answered hoping that it would really be him and that he would of just been day dreaming about what he saw. When he picked up the phone it was the cops again asking what he was talking to brad about when they were on the phone last.
I told him that he was going to have to get it out of me the hard way until I knew what had happened to him. I knew It wasn’t going to work and if he needed to that he would just some to my house and talk to me in person. He called back a couple times but I didn’t answer him I thought I was being cool and that I would have a story for school. It turns out not cooperating with the police isn’t as fun as it seems. Just a bit of advice don’t do it tell them what they want to hear unless it’s not true. If you don’t cooperate with the pigs they’ll find you and get the information out the hard way.

I woke up the nest morning put on some clothes and went downstairs to eat something good. I wanted to have cereal specifically Cinnamon Toast Crunch that was my favorite. But we were out so I went to my pantry to see what we had to eat for breakfast.

“Geez what do we have to eat rice dog food cat food pasta and oh my god could it be Pop Tarts score!”

It was also my favorite flavor smores I grabbed the packaged and ripped it open. I love it when they are warm so I stuck it in the toaster in put in between the numbers 1 and 2 and pushed the toasting button. It smelt great while being cooked it was finally finished. I got out a plate and out the glorious pop tart on the plate went to my table and ate. I had finally forgotten about what I had heard the last night and I was in peace. I finished my breakfast washed my plate and grabbed my backpack for school.

I went out to my driveway to wait for the bus, it was cold and dark I could barely see my whole backyard. I saw the bus coming from the corner of my right eye I walked across the street to get on and check the mail before I left. I opened the slot and there was nothing. I heard I squeal the bus was here, I walked up the large stairs to get on and sat in the first empty seat I sat down and heard something that refreshed my memory of the previous night.

I started to think about what would really happen if brad was really the one who the news was talking about. I was in such a deep thought that I fell asleep on the bus ride to school. I awoke to the feeling of something wet dragging on my face. I saw some kids running away laughing.

The bus came to a stop we were at the school. I got up out of my uncomfortable seat I was almost off the bus when something caught my eye. I looked into the bus mirror and saw a bunch of lines all over my face. I tried to remember who it was that was running to the back of the bus when I woke up but I couldn’t. I yelled Wow really, at the top of my lungs and then looked back.

I had an idea that this would work to find out who drew all over my face. But it didn’t or the people who did it were already off the bus. I walked into the school and went to go look for brad to end this nightmare. He was always the first one here I was almost believed he was really dead. He couldn’t be if I found out that he was really dead I would probably die too. I was nothing without him, and I would never be anything without him. The school bell rang it was very annoying at the moment because everyone just started walking. On the inside I was screaming to god that last night was just a dream. I felt like my life was put on pause. I didn’t want to do anything and if I did I wouldn’t know how to do it. Well at least not in the right way.

Was this it for my best friend was he gone forever? What should I do from now on? I’m nothing without him he was my best friend, and my life was perfect with him to make me laugh and cheer me up. I thought to myself my life was over. I asked the nearest teacher where brad was and each response was he’s not with us anymore. I couldn’t believe it he was the one the news was talking about.

I and he had always said that if one of us died the other one would to. to be continued