I always lived next to a kid called Brandon James, he was very nice and kind with me, we were the best friend. We went everywhere together, we seemed to be brother and sister. One day, at the age of 12, Brandon and I were playing at his house when the light went off, we got scared and run for candles. Later, with the candles on, we managed to read a story, I was very hungry so I went to the kitchen living Brandon alone. While I looking for food I heard a scream, I was so scared to see what happened. He was covered with fire, screaming, I didn't know what to do so I went out to call my mom.
How Brandon's faces was after the accident
That horrible accident left Brandon dealing with a huge scar covering all his face, he was ashamed to show it so he left school. Brandon was seen as a monster in the town, kids were telling horrible stories based on lies so everyone got scared of him. I continued seeing him but one day when we were both 17 years old, we were supposed to meet at the lake and he didn't show up. A several murders happened that night and the police blame Brandon, I didn'tbelieve it was him so I asked Brandon to meet at the lake again. I don't know how but the police found out that we were meeting that night so they went to the lake. Brandon was shoot by the police that night in front of me, and that was the last time I saw him.
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