Hello all! So here is my first guest post, merely since my best friend who I consider a brother started too and I was interested as well. We are all writers, readers, and dreamers after all. Therefore, I gave him a topic...masks. Since I'm sure all of you have wear enough for multiple lives... At least I have, but that is another story. So ladies and gentelmen, give it up for my brother in all but blood Richard Lee (also known as Tachi to me)!
~Sora
Ps. Here is a link to his blog! http://thedailyhonorpress.blogspot.com/?m=1
Andy is the boy with blue eyes like an endless ocean of God's blessings, while the other boys my age seemed to beg for the same ocean. The girl he is always with tells everyone he knows Einstein's equations and Yellow Submarine on the guitar. He lets me wear his football jersey and kisses me on the cheek. We all roll our eyes, but burn inside.
I don't know why but Andy wanted to be my friend. I'll stand by you to the bitter end, he said. No masks because we're friends now.
No masks he said.
We sat on his bed as he showed me how to form my fingers into a A-minor chord on his guitar. He wanted to teach me to play the guitar. Then his older brother came crashing into the room , all six feet two of him, and punched Andy straight on the jaw. Andy sighed, and I cried. Go away, his brother said, you don't want to see this. His parents will kill him. He dragged me to the door and locked the lock.
Andy didn't come to school the next day, or the next. When he did come a week later, his eyes were black and his face was cut in red.
No masks because we're friends now, I said.
He gave me a glance.
A few days later the truth came loose.
No masks, right Andy? You said no masks. Why did you hide it all from me, and take it all out on yourself?
Till we meet again in Heaven, dear friend.
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