We went home well... I went home on the boat but all I thought about was carson.. all the thoughts flew through my head " is he still alive, wait no a log smashed him but what if , no no he's dead !! He's dead !!"
" hey kid "" huh oh sorry" "umm while we were at the island I kinda picked up your friend he has some major injuries and some small ones. but in the surgery he might ... pass " can I visit him" ummm" " yeh sure why not" I ran into the room and there he was ripped up severed and smashed there was no possible chance he could live "h-hey" he wispered " " I'm g-glad your-r safe" he gave me a weak/bloody hug then .... he died 12 years later I still think about him and I thank god I survived and I thank god that his family took me in cause my dad was in Mexico and when my mom heard the news she died of a heart attack that was hard times but to this day I always think about how friendship, success , and jobs would go on if carson made it alive....

The end

Hello readers Danny here and this is the end of the sad story lost and I hope you like the book and .. bye peace ✌️✌️-Dannyj7372