My face on the cold ground
it felt like forever
I herd them passing and laughing at me
lifting my bloody face off the floor
I see the other runners veering and not helping me
I see my best friends pass me
one by one until none were left
am I invisible?
did I want to be invisible?
a gentle hand picked me up and wipe my face
who could it be?
who would help me?
as I gingerly look up
I see none other than
the high school quarterback
then he said something I will never forget
not watch it brat or call me a rugrat but
“are you ok, here I will help you to the nurse”
I said “thank you” then smiled at him
from that day on he is my one and only friend
what about the others you may ask?
they are not real friends if they can not bare to give a second
I fell in the hallway in the high school how wonderful