My Lord God Almighty,
Save him. Please. Save him. Please. Please. Please. I’ll do anything. Oh God.
I was so stupid. How should I know? He was just so weak. I was so stupid. I’m sorry.
He was waiting to be bullied. Imagine a person jogging around the park. He would run for two blocks then walk around four then run one block then walk around two then run half a block then drag his feet around six. Then I can hear his heavy breathing from halfway across the park! I mean what was that? I felt like Captain America as I mock him with an “On Your Left” whenever I pass him by.
God, please. Please. Please. Please. Please. Save him.
I am so sorry. How should I know that he was sick? Why would he jog in the first place if he would endanger himself? It’s his fault!
Sorry. Sorry. Sorry. Its mine. I should not have pushed him. I should have not taunted him to a race. I should not have called him names. Oh God, I am such an ass.
He just heaved and he fell. Then he did not move.
Oh God, save him. Please. Please. I’ll do anything. Just. Save him. I can’t live with myself if he dies. Please. Save him.
Help him. Please. I beg you. Just let him live. I’ll change. I’ll be better. I’ll… I’ll…