Pete and Repeat were two very close friends who always seemed to have a
great time together. They went to the mall, the movies, and watched out
for each other. The two teenage friends had such a friendship that they
shared a secret, a very big secret. A secret that will haunt them forever.
The story started one moonless night, when Pete and Repeat were in the
living room of their home. They stayed up all night stuffing their faces and
watching movies. Pete leaned over and whispered it in Repeat’s ear. Pete
carefully watched Repeat’s face, searching for a reaction.
“You have to tell someone" Repeat said.
"I just did and I know you wont tell." Pete said, grabbing some more
popcorn.
"But you have to tell an adult. The police, our parents, somebody, I don't
know!" Repeat begged.
"I would be caught and thrown in jail for the rest of my life. You don't
want that do you"? scolded Pete.
Repeat waited for someone to point at Pete and scream, "he's a murderer"!
But it didn't happen. It was two weeks after that night, that Repeat got on
his school bus. Repeat sat down by the window and as his mind wondered,
he thought of the night Pete had whispered to him that he had let his
older brother drown. Repeat still had nightmares. In his mind he pictured
Pete with all his awards and trophies. He realized what Pete had done but
just couldn’t understand why.
When the bus reached the school Repeat noticed the Police was there as
he got off the bus. “What am I doing? This is my best friend. It wasn't
hard telling the police all my information. What was hard was the guilt.
Besides, the officer said I made the right choice, did the right thing",
Repeat mumbled to himself.
The day the police came to school and took my best friend away. They
cuffed him, read him his rights, and shuffled Pete out the door. I caught
his eye in the doorway. Those eyes. Pete’s eyes that knew who told.
Unforgiving and cold, those eyes took one last look and left. The sounds of
a loud alarm rattling ding-a-ling-a-ling as the telephone woke Repete from
his sleep.
A dream, thank goodness as he answered the phone still half a sleep. The
voice on the line was Pete saying, hey Repeat I have a secret that I have
just got to tell you, promise not to tell?
great time together. They went to the mall, the movies, and watched out
for each other. The two teenage friends had such a friendship that they
shared a secret, a very big secret. A secret that will haunt them forever.
The story started one moonless night, when Pete and Repeat were in the
living room of their home. They stayed up all night stuffing their faces and
watching movies. Pete leaned over and whispered it in Repeat’s ear. Pete
carefully watched Repeat’s face, searching for a reaction.
“You have to tell someone" Repeat said.
"I just did and I know you wont tell." Pete said, grabbing some more
popcorn.
"But you have to tell an adult. The police, our parents, somebody, I don't
know!" Repeat begged.
"I would be caught and thrown in jail for the rest of my life. You don't
want that do you"? scolded Pete.
Repeat waited for someone to point at Pete and scream, "he's a murderer"!
But it didn't happen. It was two weeks after that night, that Repeat got on
his school bus. Repeat sat down by the window and as his mind wondered,
he thought of the night Pete had whispered to him that he had let his
older brother drown. Repeat still had nightmares. In his mind he pictured
Pete with all his awards and trophies. He realized what Pete had done but
just couldn’t understand why.
When the bus reached the school Repeat noticed the Police was there as
he got off the bus. “What am I doing? This is my best friend. It wasn't
hard telling the police all my information. What was hard was the guilt.
Besides, the officer said I made the right choice, did the right thing",
Repeat mumbled to himself.
The day the police came to school and took my best friend away. They
cuffed him, read him his rights, and shuffled Pete out the door. I caught
his eye in the doorway. Those eyes. Pete’s eyes that knew who told.
Unforgiving and cold, those eyes took one last look and left. The sounds of
a loud alarm rattling ding-a-ling-a-ling as the telephone woke Repete from
his sleep.
A dream, thank goodness as he answered the phone still half a sleep. The
voice on the line was Pete saying, hey Repeat I have a secret that I have
just got to tell you, promise not to tell?
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