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Short Story Of My Best Friend Lennie's Death

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The only sound that was smashing through the leaves was the crying deep down in my heart when i had to let him go and be free from all the problems that had ever happened. The water ripples with drops of strong and killing tears like that one bullet. that had zoomed through his soft skull of happiness that lead to trouble; it was never his fault he was like that… it was the way people loved him for him with his daft moments.

Why did i kill him?

i have now lost my only family member that cared about me; we could tell each other anything like we were like a married couple. BANG! was the only sound rushing through my skull like candy 's dog… but i 'm still alive. Blood seeped down his head as water down a ice cold bottle.Thank god you crazy mother f***ing BITCH your now dead. No more men will get dragged into your drap unlike lennie What a funny man he was always caring and trying to his best( George laugh to himself) but.. YOU HAD TO GO AND WHEEL HIM IN, little BASTARD!

Why did you kill him?

You had to have just shown him your tits didn’t you?

I really don 't know what to do now!

what do i do with nobody? THAT 'S RIGHT NOTHING! …show more content…

My mind keeps going’ back to that day… that day I had to ‘off him. I just can’t get it outta my head. S’pose if I tell y’all, maybe it’ll stop coming’ back to me…Lennie’s body hitting the soft grass by the river. Bang. Thud. Bang. Thud. But i still feel the bullet shatter his childlike head. i keep hoping its a nightmare that i can awake from but this time it 's not going to stop.Lennie i miss your stupid questions and bear drinking ways, if only you wasn 't so stupid to get yourself killed we could of had our own place, with rabbits but that ain 't going to

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