The lost boy
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it's had been weeks since nobita's disappearance and his mother had finally reached her breaking point
She couldn't shake the overwhelming dread
That something terrible had happened she filled a missing person report frantically going from police station to the homes of his friends begging for any information about her son
But no one had answer his room remained untouched his bed cold and empty and the street he used to walk down were now filled with silence
Tamako Nobi
she whispered as she clutched the last picture she had of him her
Tamako Nobi
Heart heavy with grief everyday every hour felt like a lifetime without him
She knew something was wrong but no one seemed to understand the depths of her all she could do now was hope that somewhere someone had seen him
While his mother wept for him at home Nobita was far away lost in place where Hope no longer reached
The dark forest stood still and silent and silent
it's twisted branches casting eerie shadow over the group
Hidden deep within it far from the world that once knew him Nobita lay motionless
His body was week his skin pale from days spent locked away in the dark room bruises decorated his arms his legs
A silent testament to the pain he had endured but it was his eyes
Hus once bring innocent eyes that told the true story they were empty void of any emotions or life they started blankly into the canopy above unmoving unfeeling he was there but he was gone
The chain that once bound him to his prison was gone but the damages it had done remained Nobita mind was fracture broken beyond recognition he had no energy left to fight no words left to cry out
He simply existed a shadow of the boy he once was laying still in the cold dirt of the forest floor his body weakened by starvation and abuse barely moved with each shallow breath
Above him , the tree whispered in the wind their branches creaking as if mourning for the boy list among them
The world around him carried on as if he weren't there as if his suffering had become part of the scenery
No one knew how he had ended up here abandoned in the wilderness away from the chains that had once held him
But it didn't matter to Nobita nothing mattered anymore
A soft rustling in the distance barely registered in his mind he heard it but it felt like a dream
Another empty echo in a sea of numbness footsteps approached slow and caution but Nobita didn't react
He didn't filch didn't blink whoever it was it didn't matter
Noting could be worse than what he had already endured
The figure stepped into the small clearing a shadow against the tree
A gasp broke the silence sharp and filled with horror
ykik ( Mr unknown)
Nobita?
The voice was familiar distant but Nobita couldn't place it his mind was too far gone too broken to care his body didn't move
His lifeless eyes staring blankly ahead
The figure rushed forward kneeling beside him hands warm and trembling touched his face cupping his hollow cheeks
ykik ( Mr unknown)
Nobita it's me please say something
But he couldn't his lips were creaked dry and his voice had long since abandoned him he was too weak to respond too far gone to recognise the desperation in the voice above him
The person who had found him began to sob the sound mixing with the gentle rustling of the forest
ykik ( Mr unknown)
What did they do to you!
ykik ( Mr unknown)
They whisper their voice filled with pain and disbelief
ykik ( Mr unknown)
We'll get you help.i promised Nobita. Ill Take you home
But home was just a word now a distant concept that meant nothing to Nobita
He had no home no sense of belonging his soul had been broken shattered by the cruelty of those who claimed to love him all
All that remained was the hollow shell of a boy who had once dream of. A better life of friends who cared about him
And now beside him lifted him gently cradling his frail body in their arms
ykik ( Mr unknown)
Im so sorry Nobita. I should have found you sooner
The world barely registered in his mind all Nobita could feel was the cold breeze against his skin the sound of the wind inthe trees and the soft thudding of a heart that no longer knew how to beat for hope
somewhere in the back of his mind a distant memory of his mother's voice flickered
Her laugh her comforting touch but it was so faint so far away buried beneath layers of pain and fear
As the figure carried him out of the forest back toward the world that had forgotten him
nobita eyes remained empty his heart silent
And in that silence only one thing remained certain: the boy who had once been Nobita was gone
Comments
authy's darling
no it is not
2024-11-12
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cute
2024-10-10
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Ài
no it's interesting
2024-10-10
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