part 2: My painting

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My painting ended up consisting of a lot of reds. I dont use reds a lot 

unless I'm really feeling 

Something about the color red sometimes comfurts me-

My thought is interupted by someone throwing a small rock at my 

window. I get up from my desk and see a boy with an orange coat

and blond hair with peircings on his face. I've seen him at school

before but I never talked to him. I think his name was Kenny? I'm

not sure but no matter what he was at my window right now. 

"WHAT DO YOU WANT" I shout from my window. I feel thats a valid 

question. I have never talked to the boy so why would he be here?

"I SAW YOU AT SCHOOL TODAY" he shouts back

"YEAH ITS CRAZY ITS LIKE I GO THERE FOR SCHOOL OR SOMETHING"

"YOU LOOK SAD ALOT" Him screaming this to me from my window 

makes me think. Do I look sad a lot?

"OK? WHAT DO YOU WANT TO DO ABOUT IT?"

"I DONT LIKE SEEING PRETTY GIRLS SAD"

At this point I was

 1) confused 

2) weirded out

3) Intrigued to see what he ment by that 

"I'LL UNLOCK THE DOOR COME INSIDE ITS COLD" It was the middle of 

winter what else was I supposed to do anyway also maybe he was 

kinda cute any way. I go downstairs to the door and open the door. Compared to me he was 

maybe 6 feet tall. "holy shit your tall." were the only words I could think of to say. I mean

 I literally  had to look UP at him. "well hi to you to, shortie" he responds

"why were you at my windows again?" We walk into the kitchen and i grab 2 mugs for

hot cocoa.

"you look upset a lot, and even though we aren't friends I don't like seeing pretty girls sad"

"so what if I am sad what would you do?" I walk into the living room where we sit down

"I don't know? maybe you need a friend?" I hand the boy his mug of hot cocoa while he says this 

"You know what? my favorite way to make friends is when they throw rocks at my window!"

"really?" he tilts his head.

"NO" I ment to say that statement with sarcasm but maybe I didn't.

"ok well I still wanna be your friend" he says with pride.

"Ok well whats your name stranger thats drinking hot cocoa on my coach?"

"Kenny"


And that was the day I met maybe the best person in the world. This boy single handedly 

changed my life. Maybe even saved it.

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