Trapped
He was just a local town boy. A tall, blonde, sixteen year old. A boy that wasn't considered. A boy who trapped in his own thoughts. He suffered from depression, anxiety and trust issues. A boy whose parents didn't approve of him. They considered him a 'mistake' and 'disgrace'. He wasn't attracted to girls and people hatted him for that. His high school years were like living hell: being constantly bullied and picked on.
He only had one friend: a small, artificial blonde girl. She was his best friend, someone who helped him and supported him. Spending all their time together, they grew very attached. Eventually, the time they spent together began to sparse when she met a new boy. She left him to be lonely again, as she was too drowned in her new boyfriend. Soon, she abandoned him altogether to be bullied again.
He had big dreams. Dreams of persuing a music career. Subconsciously, started to attend choir and theatre classes. The blonde has big potential and his teacher where the only people who supported him. He auditioned for school plays and musicals and frequently ended up as the lead role. However, his anxiety was sometimes a barrier to his perfoming, but due to the support he had, he somehow overcame it.
Somewhere in the middle of the school year, a new face starting appearing in his theatre and choir classes. A small Italian, brunette boy with chocolate brown eyes and big dimples when he smiled. He once approached the blonde boy when he noticed that he was sitting alone. At first, the blonde ignored the newbie but as time passed, he started to trust the boy more and more. He was still trapped in his suicidal thoughts and learning to have more self-esteem.
The brunette had grown to be his best friend. They supported each other on every step of their way and became inseperable. His high school years became happier every year with the brunette at his side, through thick and thin. They've kept in touch while the blonde went to college and the brunette persued his new music career.
Their contact loses its touch for years, yet they still managed to cross paths and attend each other's special times of getting married. From the time they have crossed paths, the blonde and brunette stuck together like glue again. Unfortunately, the blonde's best friend passes away and he reflects on how he changed his life for the better and helped him out of his ditch: helped him overcome his depression and free himself from his prison of thoughts.
The now twenty-eight year old, tall blonde boy that was just a local town boy, takes his last breath the day after his bestfriend's funeral.
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