My Friend Steve

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Humor  |  House: Booksie Classic
It is a story of two friends and a tragic ending.

Submitted: November 19, 2016

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Submitted: November 19, 2016



My Friend Steve

I was your normal kind of kid playing video games, eating chips,and always looking for something cool to do. I didn’t have very many friends except for Steve and a few others. Steve moved here when I was six and we’ve been best friends ever since. I live in a town called Howards it’s a small town. I lived here all my life.

My mom is pretty chill most of the time. I never really met my dad. My mom told me that one day my dad went to Walmart to get some cheese but he never came back. I don’t eat cheese because it reminds me that my dad didn’t love me enough to stay with my mom and me.I wonder if I will ever see my dad.

Steve came over to my house to play some video games even though he sucks at them. Every time we play GTA he somehow kills himself right before we finish the mission. After a few hours of constant fails and raging,I turned off my Playstation.We ate some hot dogs and went outside to find something to do. I wish I hadn’t gone outside that day because it changed my life for the worse.

“So where do you want to go this fine evening?” I asked Steve “I don’t care just as long as it's better that playing video games all day,” Steve replied. I looked at him he usually liked to play video games.

“We could play soccer with Jose,” I suggested guessing that would be a fun thing to do.

“Yeah I think we should do that,” Steve agreed. Yes,I thought I really like soccer it’s my favorite sport.Sometimes Steve gets a little try hard and ends up hurting someone. Steve broke my left leg twice last summer while we played soccer. It was the worst summer break I ever had.

We arrived at the soccer field and sure enough,there was Jose and Tim there already. We greeted each other and asked if we could join in the fun. It was an intense game Steve and me versus Jose and Tim. Jose and I were the goalies while Steve and Tim were desperately trying to score. I thought that it was going to be a stalemate but that’s when I heard the all familiar snap of a bone breaking.

I was in shock as I saw Tim crashing down on the hard dirt.

“Goal!” Steve yelled at the top of his lungs not caring that he broke yet someone else’s leg.

“Jose call an ambulance!” I told Jose but he was already dialing. I ran to Tim he was crying like he never had before. His leg is definitely broken I thought as I saw that it was already bruising and swelling. About 20 minutes later the ambulance finally came.

“What’s wrong with you,Steve?” I asked him wondering why he would’ve done that to poor Tim.

“I guess I got a little carried away,” Steve answered, “I’m really sorry for breaking his leg.” I didn’t know if he actually meant that or not.

“Well I gotta go home,” Steve said walking off, “See you later, Darren.”

“Okay bye be careful not to break anyone else’s leg,” I shouted.

“I’ll try not to,” He laughed. It wasn’t supposed to be funny I thought to myself.

“BEEP! BEEP!” my alarm rang meaning it's time for to wake up for school. Unlike most 13-year-old I actually enjoy school but wished I didn’t have to wake up at 6:30 every morning. My little sister, Annie,just hates school she wishes school was never invented. At least its pancake Monday I thought to myself. I changed into my slick school clothes. Then I thought “I was 2 cool 4 school” so I stayed home and chillaxed the rest of the day.

“BEEP! BEEP!” my alarm rang again which meant today I really had to go to school. My mom spanked me yesterday after she found out I didn’t go to school. It was totally worth it,though. I changed into my slick school clothes again. At least today is sausage Tuesday I thought to myself. I ate my sausage and some orange juice then headed off to school.

My school isn’t very big but it’s still better than nothing. My favorite subject is science mostly because Mr.Mackey is a good teacher not like those boring ones. He thinks of exciting fun ways to teach us. I wish every teacher was like him. He’s the one that made me actually enjoy school.

Today at math class we learned how to find the volume of a cone. I personally don’t like math it’s always been hard for me. After a few more boring classes it was lunch time. I ate my chicken nugget Lunchable I set off to the soccer field. The best thing about lunchtime is that we can play a little soccer before going back to class.

I arrived at the soccer field and saw that Tim was there. Tim was in a wheelchair cheering on Steve and Jose.

“Hey,Tim is your leg any better?” I asked.

“Does it look any better,Steve?” he answered,“My leg couldn’t just magically heal in a day could it, and call me Wheels from now on.”

“Okay…” I answered joining to play soccer with Jose and Steve.

The bell rang and we had to go inside before I could do anything.

Science class is the only class I have with Steve. We were raising some tadpoles there used to be one for everyone in the class, which was about 15 tadpoles. Now there are only 4 tadpoles since someone forgot to feed them and they ate each other. Steve forgot to feed them last Friday and they must've been starving over the weekend. When Mr.Mackey went to check on them yesterday most of them were dead.

Today we learn the life cycle of a frog it was fun. I never thought that taking care of a tadpole and learning about it could be so awesome. It’s way better than just learning it out of the book. Mr.Mackey told us that when the tadpoles grew up we could release them at the park. The park had a little pond where they could live as happy adult frogs.

My tadpole’s name is Jimmy he’s one of the few tadpoles that survived. Jimmy doesn’t do much except eat a lot and swim a little. I wrote in my journal what was different about him, he was starting to grow some legs. Two other people were also writing about him since their tadpoles died. I didn’t mind them much.

Steve and I were walking home like every other day. We talked a little on the way. Talking about what we wanted to be when we grow up. Steve said that he wanted to be a cop to protect people. I always wanted to be a doctor so I could help people get better. I thought helping people was one of the best things there was to do.

I was wondering what else I wanted to be when I heard a noise. I looked up and saw a huge dog coming towards us. Steve was frozen in place like he couldn’t believe his eyes.

“Run!” I yelled snapping Steve into action. The dog ran after us trying to catch one of us.

Steve and I were running our hardest but the dog was still gaining on us. I thought that it would go away or give up but it still kept coming for us.I saw that it was almost upon Steve.We were running across a road when I heard Steve shout in pain.

“Steve no!” I shouted as a car ran him over.

“Oh,my gosh Steve!” I said crying running over where he laid in the middle of the street.

“Tell my mom I love her,” those were Steve’s last words. He died waiting for the ambulance. I couldn’t believe that my best friend was gone. I never got over what happened that day.  

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