I closed my eyes. Remembering when I was a kid. We lived with my father, on this small, ugly house. My papa was always drinking. I had this friend, his name was Dandielion. They named him that cause he has yellow eyes. We would always sit in this tree. I hated going home, sometimes sneaking out and going to our tree, when Dandielion was never there. I would scream at nothing, throwing rocks everywhere, or yelling. Whatever I did though, never faced twoards the tree. I would always yell in the opposite direction, or throw rocks twoards the grass.
Dandielion would never understand what I ment when I said my father was always kissing me and touching me. He thought it ment my father loved me. I never actually explained to Dandielion what it ment cause he was such a good kid.
One day, we parted. He went to war and I stayed here. It's really..depressing knowing you wont see your friend again and you didn't say goodbye. We were bestfriends, and now he's gone.
LBGTQ+ and this is a pride month special! if i get to atleast 25 subs ill continues it ( also if I do get 25+ subs im probably never gonna change this XD) so have a great time reading!
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