How the Sunflower saved the Sun
Description
“Hi. Who are you?” I asked.
He seemed to just cry harder and he gripped my hand so tight that it almost hurt. I felt concerned and wanted to know why he was crying, why he was crying for me.
He looked up at me, his eyes overflowing with tears.
Even though he tried to smile I felt something was wrong, really wrong and upsetting him. I had a feeling that it had to do with not knowing who he was or it was about me.
Foreword
This is my first try at writing a sad story and I worked my off to try to make it perfect.
Something interesting, when first starting this story I was going to have all the "flashes"/sections of the story jumbled up but since I kept adding more parts I thought that would just be too cruel for the reader to try and keep everything straight when I'm not giving you the parts in order. So I only mixed up the end and beginning basically. You'll understand when you read. Reading "Flashes" 1-14 in order go in chronological order but I mixed the ending and begging to give a certain effect.
Don't kill me after this. I cried too...
Hope you enjoy~
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