Rabies

[gottaloverattatta]

This is gonna be pretty short, now onto the details. So I've done fluff, action, adorableness, fright night, and now, I decide to do tragedy or something of the sort, featuring the most tragic thing I can think of. Death! So enjoy. Or cry. I'd really prefer you cry.



He dug the hole one foot deep. He remembered all their adventures. All the strange sights and travels.

He dug down to two. He thought of all the love his friend had given him.

He dropped to three feet. He let his tears soak the dirt.

When he reached four, he remembered the vicious fight.

At five, he thought of the rabies that took to his best friend after it all happened.

At six, he cried again, over the look in his friend's eyes when he had to end it. Enraged, yet confused, and of course, hurt.

He gently placed his friend's body in the hole. As he filled the hole, his tears started once more.

"Goodnight Wolfie. I guess....you're in the Far Lands now." Kurt went quiet as he placed his collar and glasses on the grave.

He peeked over his shoulder at the grave as he walked away and whispered to himself, "I'm off to the Far Lands now. Far Lands or bust."

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So like I said, I'm a wicked person. I hope you all are crying now. It's nothing personal. I just want to know that my writing is effective. So hope you enjoyed. And cried. If you could only do one, I hope it was cry. I mean, I teared up while writing so I think I did fairly well, but if you didn't, let me know. I'll wanna be able to up the sadness.

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[thezombineer]

You do that a lot, don't you?