“I pace back and forth”

Please don't die zen “I whisper to myself”

“I look trough the viewing windows”

“I stare as zen gets cut and cleaned”

Oh my god.. it's that bad!

“Tears drop from my eyes”

It's all my fault.. why did it have to be him!

Only if it was me…

“I look once more and I decide to get zen a gift of he survives”

Ok I remember zen eating strawberrie cake maybe he likes it..

Ok I'll head to that new bakery..

It's just a little while from here.

“I take a short walk there but it feels like forever”

Hello I'd like to get cake for my classmate who's in the hospital.. I tell the lady.

So your Nina I'm zens mother.

“I freeze” his mother?

I'm so sorry it was my fault your son is in the hospital..

It's ok I believe he did the right thing saving someone he was always helping everyone when he was in kindergarten. She says.

Wait then why does he always sit alone and ignore people? I ask.

When he was in 3rd grade someone picked on him and beat him up. He came home crying saying he didn't want to be in school anymore. I had a talk with the teacher but they didn't do anything to the kid. And in 4th grade he was homeschooled because the kid wouldn't stop picking on him. After that he isolated himself from others.. he would only interact with me. Zens mom finishes talking.

Oh I didn't know.. ok then that means I'll be his friend then.. I say proudly.

Thank you here's some strawberry cake make sure if he recovers to give it to him. Zens mom says.

“I finally make it to the hospital when I hear the news”