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It was on my 6 birthday that my brother took me the memorial of my late father. It was a giant statue. It looked liked it had wings. It was grey with beautiful caring in a long dead language of which he knew. It was surrounded by dense grass and thick forest like trees. He told me he had defended the king of Youtubia. He told me how he died for the king. It lightly snowed that morning yet it still felt warm to me.
After coming home, Malcolm took me to the park. I was so happy because the park was absolutely beautiful. There were swings and slides as far as the eyes could see. The grass always smelled freshly cut and the water where the duck would be was crystal clear. Despite the cold and snow I was looking forward to the swings. My house was close by so Malcolm decided to go home and said to walk home later when it got dark.
There were older kids when we went there, however. All of them taller and stronger then me. They said I couldn't go on any of the swings or slides because I didn't have a money to pay their stupid "toll". Well I wasn't take no for an answer so I tried to fight them. When I didn't win and was pushed to the ground, someone was yelling at them.
This other kid stood up for me and said to leave me alone or he would hurt them. When they laughed, he punched one kid. He grabbed my hand and told me to run. So I ran. We ran.
We ran until our lungs felt as though they were going to burn out off our chests. We unknowingly ran to my father memorial.
He both panted out our names, I told him my name was anti and his was darkiplier but he liked dark for short. We ended sitting on a low ground branch and talking. I told him my past and he told me his. He told me how old he was he was 7 and older by about a year. I told him I couldn't fl yet and he told me he couldn't, too.
From that day on he and I were best friends. We spend all our time outside of school and training together. When we both learned to fly we flew to the highest tree branch in our meeting spot, the memorial. We just sat there and we talked and played and joked around like boys our age did.
When I turned 18, we both signed up for the knights of the kingdom. We quickly moved up the ranks and we were assigned p, about 1 and 1/2 years later, to protect the future king of Youtubia, Prince Pewds. He was close to our age so we all got along great.
It was until the war broke out that everything I ever knew and loved would change forever....
Okay guys what do you think of that? Not bad. I hope. Anyway go see maskman626 that's where these characters are coming from that's where this story based out of. Enjoy
After coming home, Malcolm took me to the park. I was so happy because the park was absolutely beautiful. There were swings and slides as far as the eyes could see. The grass always smelled freshly cut and the water where the duck would be was crystal clear. Despite the cold and snow I was looking forward to the swings. My house was close by so Malcolm decided to go home and said to walk home later when it got dark.
There were older kids when we went there, however. All of them taller and stronger then me. They said I couldn't go on any of the swings or slides because I didn't have a money to pay their stupid "toll". Well I wasn't take no for an answer so I tried to fight them. When I didn't win and was pushed to the ground, someone was yelling at them.
This other kid stood up for me and said to leave me alone or he would hurt them. When they laughed, he punched one kid. He grabbed my hand and told me to run. So I ran. We ran.
We ran until our lungs felt as though they were going to burn out off our chests. We unknowingly ran to my father memorial.
He both panted out our names, I told him my name was anti and his was darkiplier but he liked dark for short. We ended sitting on a low ground branch and talking. I told him my past and he told me his. He told me how old he was he was 7 and older by about a year. I told him I couldn't fl yet and he told me he couldn't, too.
From that day on he and I were best friends. We spend all our time outside of school and training together. When we both learned to fly we flew to the highest tree branch in our meeting spot, the memorial. We just sat there and we talked and played and joked around like boys our age did.
When I turned 18, we both signed up for the knights of the kingdom. We quickly moved up the ranks and we were assigned p, about 1 and 1/2 years later, to protect the future king of Youtubia, Prince Pewds. He was close to our age so we all got along great.
It was until the war broke out that everything I ever knew and loved would change forever....
Okay guys what do you think of that? Not bad. I hope. Anyway go see maskman626 that's where these characters are coming from that's where this story based out of. Enjoy
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Prince pewds?
Pewdipie?
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Prince pewds?
Pewdipie?
Pew pew