Random Short Stories

Lost Friend (July 18, 2019 00:46 EST)

A/N: This specific one is to represent self esteem as a person. And how it feels when something bad happens that it is taken away from you. Also. Please don't judge the character (aka Sean). He is based on a friend that was like a brother to me that I lost this late December. But please do enjoy the emotional story.

My best friend. He was the one who always helped me believe that things I did were worth it and important to the world though I sometimes struggled to believe him. He was kind to everyone, not just me.
Sean was a lovable guy, he smiled at everyone and could brighten everyones day. He was musical and funny. He enjoyed theater and inspiring others to use their creative side. No one ever expected it to happen the way it did.
Sean, me and two others were going for a late night walk, enjoying the full moonlight dance on our skin as the chilly air rushed past causing goosebumps to rise in its path. We were joking and laughing.
And that was when it happened. We never even saw the guy coming. He suddenly was standing, aiming his gun at the four of us with a shaky hand. The fear had made me unable to hear the words being spoken, the panic that played through my head was making me lightheaded and dizzy. I didn't know what was happening but I knew. I knew when I heard that loud echoing 'bang' that someone was down.
It took me a few moments to realize the guy had ran off. And even a bit more after that to see Sean on the ground in the pool of crimson. My eyes burned with the cursed sight as my cheeks got painted only by the paint that flowed clear from my eyes. I had lost my best friend. I had lost my hope. My dreams. I lost everything that day. I didn't want to be creative, or participate in things I enjoyed when he was around. I had lost the thing that helped me write and smile. But little did I know, he was with me every moment for the rest of my life. Not in body but in spirit.