Chester Opens his heavy, tired eyes as the morning sun shines brightly in his room It's heavenly glare almost too much for his face. He gets out of bed, and changes into a black t-shirt, and some nice jeans. he walks out into his living room. He sits, turns on the TV. He turns on some Netlfix, and he just relaxes. Chester's phone goes off, "who could it be at this hour?" Chester curiously asks. It's Mike. Chester answers the phone. "Hey Mike," Chester says, "What's up?" "Chester, i'm so sorry" Mike says, trembling over the phone, "He's Gone." "Who?" Chester asks in a scared, almost panic stricken manner. "It's Chris, Chester, Chris is gone. I'm so sorry man."
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He's Gone (A Linkin Park Story)
Historical FictionA take on the tradegy of May 18th, put in the perspective of Chester Bennington, Lead singer of Linkin Park.
