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A friendship #1

Once upon a time, there was a homeless teenager named Kevin. Kevin struggled with his eyesight, and as a result, he was often bullied by the other kids at the shelter where he lived.

One day, while Kevin was walking to the shelter, a group of kids started teasing him and calling him names. “Hey, four-eyes!” one of them shouted. “What’s wrong with your eyes? Do they hurt?” another asked.

Kevin tried to ignore them, but the teasing only got worse. “Why don’t you just go back to your fancy house, you rich brat?” one of the kids taunted.

Feeling hurt and alone, Kevin ran away from the group and hid behind a dumpster. He wished he could make the bullying stop, but he didn’t know how.

Just then, a kind old man named Mr. Thompson walked by and saw Kevin hiding. He approached Kevin and asked him what was wrong. Kevin told Mr. Thompson about the bullying he faced at the shelter.

Mr. Thompson listened sympathetically and told Kevin that he understood how he felt. “I was bullied when I was your age too,” Mr. Thompson said. “But I learned that the best way to deal with bullies is to stand up for yourself and not let them get to you.”

Kevin was surprised to hear this. He had never thought of standing up to the bullies before.

Encouraged by Mr. Thompson’s words, Kevin decided to take his advice and confront the bullies the next time they teased him.

The next day, when the bullies started in on him again, Kevin stood up to them. “Leave me alone!” he shouted. “I’m not scared of you anymore!” To Kevin’s surprise, the bullies backed down. They realized that Kevin wasn’t the easy target they thought he was, and they stopped bullying him.

After standing up to the bullies at the shelter, Kevin felt more confident and secure. One day, he met a poor teenager named Jack who was two years older than him. Jack was kind and friendly, and Kevin quickly warmed up to him.

One day, Jack asked Kevin about his life. Kevin hesitantly told him about his struggles with his eyesight and the bullying he faced at the shelter.

Jack listened sympathetically and felt sorry for Kevin. “That’s terrible,” he said. “Nobody should have to go through that.”

“I know,” Kevin said, feeling a little embarrassed. “But I’m trying to make the best of it.”

“Well, you’re a brave kid,” Jack said. “I admire that. And if you ever need a friend to talk to, I’m here for you.”

Kevin was touched by Jack’s words and grateful for his friendship. He felt like he had finally found someone who understood and accepted him.

A few days later, Jack invited Kevin to come over to his flat. Kevin was hesitant at first, but he eventually agreed. When he arrived, he was amazed by the warmth and comfort of Jack’s home. It was a stark contrast to the cold, damp shelter where he lived.

“Make yourself at home,” Jack said, smiling. “This is your home too, now.”

Kevin was overwhelmed with emotion. He couldn’t believe that someone as kind as Jack would take him in and treat him like family.

From that day on, Kevin and Jack were inseparable. They became the best of friends and supported each other through the good times and the bad. And Kevin was grateful to have found a true friend in Jack.

The first night after Kevin moved in with Jack, Jack surprised him by making a big dinner meal. Kevin was amazed by the spread of delicious food on the table and couldn’t believe his eyes.

“Wow, this looks amazing!” Kevin said, his mouth watering. “Where did you get all this food?”

“I know a guy who works at the grocery store,” Jack explained. “He lets me take some of the food that’s about to expire. It’s not the best, but it’s better than nothing.”

Kevin was impressed by Jack’s resourcefulness and ingenuity. He couldn’t imagine how Jack managed to survive on the streets without any support or resources.

“You’re so lucky to have a friend like Jack,” Kevin thought to himself. “He’s always looking out for me and making sure I’m okay. I’m so grateful to have him in my life.”

As Kevin and Jack sat at the dinner table, enjoying their meal together, Kevin couldn’t help but wonder about Jack’s life. He had told Kevin a little bit about his past, but Kevin wanted to know more.

“Hey, Jack,” Kevin said. “Can I ask you something?”

“Sure, what’s up?” Jack replied.

“I was just wondering… what’s your story? How did you end up on the streets?” Kevin asked.

Jack sighed and looked down at his plate. “It’s a long story,” he said. “But I’ll try to make it short.”

“I grew up in a small town with my parents and my little sister. We didn’t have much, but we had each other, and that was enough. But then, when I was twelve, my parents died in a car accident. My sister and I were sent to live with our aunt, but she didn’t want us. She treated us like servants and barely fed us. So, when I turned sixteen, I ran away and ended up on the streets.”

Kevin was shocked by Jack’s story. He couldn’t imagine what it would be like to lose his parents at such a young age and be forced to live with an abusive aunt.

“I’m so sorry, Jack,” Kevin said, feeling a surge of empathy for his friend. “That must have been so hard for you.”

“It was,” Jack said, his voice a little choked up. “But I survived. And now, I’m just trying to make the best of my life and help others who are in need, like you.”

As the night went on, Kevin and Jack finished their dinner and cleaned up the kitchen. Then, they retired to their shared bedroom, where they had set up a small bed for Kevin and a sleeping bag for Jack on the floor.

As Kevin got into bed, he noticed that Jack was about to lie down on the sleeping bag. “Hey, Jack,” Kevin said. “Why don’t you sleep on the bed? I’ll take the floor.”

Jack shook his head. “No way, Kevin,” he said. “You need the bed more than I do. You’re smaller and more fragile than I am. I’ll be fine on the floor.”

Kevin was touched by Jack’s concern for his well-being. He knew that Jack was only trying to help, but he didn’t want to take advantage of his kindness.

“Are you sure, Jack?” Kevin asked. “I don’t want to make you uncomfortable.”

“I’m sure,” Jack said, smiling. “Now, get some rest. You need it.”

Kevin nodded and settled into the bed, feeling grateful for Jack’s generosity and friendship. As he fell asleep, he knew that he was lucky to have found a true friend in Jack.

As Kevin slept in the cozy bed, he began to dream about his parents. In his dream, he saw them smiling and happy, driving down a sunny road in their old car. But then, suddenly, the car swerved and crashed into a tree. Kevin watched in horror as his parents were thrown from the car and lay motionless on the ground.

Kevin woke up with a start, his heart racing and his eyes filled with tears. He couldn’t believe that he was dreaming about his parents again. It had been years since their car accident, but the pain of losing them was still fresh in his mind.

Feeling overwhelmed with emotion, Kevin began to cry. He felt alone and scared, and he wished that his parents were still with him.

Just then, Jack woke up and heard Kevin sobbing. He quickly got up from the floor and rushed to Kevin’s side. “Hey, Kevin, what’s wrong?” he asked, sounding concerned.

“I… I had a bad dream,” Kevin said, sniffling. “I dreamed about my parents and the car accident that killed them.”

Jack’s heart went out to Kevin. He knew how much Kevin missed his parents and how much he struggled with their loss.

“I’m so sorry, Kevin,” Jack said, pulling Kevin into a hug. “I can’t imagine how hard that must be for you. But remember, you’re not alone. I’m here for you, and I’m not going anywhere.”

Kevin felt a wave of comfort wash over him as he embraced Jack. He was grateful for his friend’s support and compassion, and he knew that he could always count on Jack to be there for him. As he drifted back to sleep, he felt a little bit better, knowing that he had a true friend by his side.

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