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Summary:

It’s been a little while since Brandon passed, and Ozo decides to start a blog to cope. It doesn’t really work well

Notes:

Hi this isn’t meant to be anything spectacular, just a little weird Drabble I wanted to do for fun. Some wonky writing and grammar, and juvenile writing, but that was on purpose because I thought it suited Ozo in his grief.

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Ozoblog/Stuff/Stories

Brandon Story

3/13/2013

In a few years ago I met a kid on Heli Wars. He was almost my age and his name was Brandon. He was the best, so good and just pwning left and right it was awesome. I knew we would be friends right away. We started to play more often. We showed each other builds and even made our own collab builds on a shared account. It was the best.

But something was kind of off about Brandon. He started acted very religious and weird about his family and similar stuff. I didn’t know what was going on back then but I thought something might be up. Suddenly one day he disappeared. Without a trace. I tried to find him, I started a channel to talk about him, but he never came. I was terrified.

I tried everything. I looked through forums, waited every day on the home page to see if he was active, talked to my friends to see if they heard of him being around but no. I was getting desprate and it felt like something bad happened.

Because I saw the signs like the light bin thing and the green squares and also his dad in his house build, I put it together that at home his life was bad. Something terrible could’ve happened and I was too late. Then one day

Then one day after a long time I saw he was online. I joined my hangout game immediately and he joined too and we talked. He couldn’t talk without safe chat much but he explained that his dad was putting him in a cult and things were getting bad and he was worried he was going to get hurt, because he didn’t want to do the stuff the cult said. So I wanted to help him. He told me where he was and what his dad was doing.

I got my friends together and wee all went to his house to save him, it was a pretty scary and dirty house but I took his hand and we ran for a long time away from the house and away from his bad dad. It was pretty crazy, the wind was whoosing in my ears and Brandon was pretty scared but also impressed. He seemed to be hurt but he was okay.

I saved his life that day, and now he lives with his grandparents and his dad is being investgated by police. I think I saved my best friend’s life. We still play Roblox all the time, especially heli wars because of our history. It feels like all of the stuff was a bad dream because I finally got to meet Brandon irl and now we can build irl too and play more often. I’m just glad I could be there in time

I’m glad I could be there in time

I’m glad I could be there

This is the final of the story.

Note: I hope you enjoyed. I don’t like to write but I wanted to make this because

Ozoblog/Stuff/Talking

3/18/2013

I think I will never be happy. I think I will die soon. I think I will die I will go to the ocean and drown or I will starve I just think I will die maybe

I don’t want to feel this way goodbye goodbye everyone

Ozoblog/Stuff/Talking

3/19/2013

Hi guys sorry for the other post I can’t figure out how to delate it but sorry sometimes I feel some sadness that I have never felt before

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3/28/2013

This is a poem I wrote if you know me on Roblox or irl do not read this but whatever it’s lame but it’s on purpose so it doesn’t matter

Ahem h

The day after you died the sun shone down again

Salty ocean waves sprayed and rolled

Birds sang and the springy air was nice

The game you liked updated and the shows you watch ran on tv

The world kept spinning without you

The world wanted you back

So yeah i don’t know I’m not a poet and also this is not to take seriously okay bye

Ozoblog/Stuff/Message

3/30/2013

This is a letter to Brandon

I miss you. Are you with the Good people now? I miss you and I don’t know

I don’t know if I want you to be right. If you were right about your religion than maybe you are happy somewhere. But if you are wrong then you are just gone forever and it was all for nothing but I don’t know what I want to believe I think my heart hurts and I will be lonely forever

I think of you Brandon

Ozo -

Ozoblog/Goodbye/Goodbye

4/8/2013

Goodbye everyone sorry Sony sorry brandon sorry bking sorry sorry

Ozoblog/Stuff/Goodbye

4/9/2013

Ignore again. Is anyone reading this? If people are reading this does anyone want to be Roblox friends add me if you want im ozolog1 I need more people for pizza place and heli and stuff

Ozoblog/Goodbye/Goodbye

7/1/2013

I haven’t posted on here in forever. Safe to say it’s dead because nothing is working out anymore goodbye guys I probably won’t die I will just be this way I guess but off the Internet. I will still be on Roblox until I grow out of it I guess. I have school and a jobmaybe now. Thanks for understanding guys

Ozoblog/Stuff/Stories

2/28/2014

My hand is touching the screen my hand holds the hand , your hand. My fingers are touching yours and it’s real as it will ever get. I visit him and I just look at his face. I hug him close and he hugs me and he touches my fingers with his too and the hand is warm and filled with blood forever

Ozoblog/Stuff/Talking

2/29/2014

Okay I’m deleting this blog

Ozoblog/Stuff/Talking

2/30/2014

Never mind

Ozoblog/Stuff/Talking

4/2/2014

Today was Brandon’s birthday.

Ozoblog/Stuff/Talking

6/8/2014

https://youtu.be/TMtD1PfePrY?si=bZiN6Th4FzJ11oOn

Ozoblog/Stuff/Goodbye

7/1/2014

Forgive me