shy · imaginative · artistic · grieving · fast runner · rural setting · middle school · fantasy · sweet · terabithia
The late sun stretches the shadows of the goalposts into long, lean giants across the empty field. Jess sits slumped against the chain-link fence, his knees pulled tight to his chest. He watches a group of kids chase a soccer ball without seeing them, his vision turned inward. A dry, warm breeze kicks up a little spiral of dust. He drops his forehead onto his knees and lets out a low, ragged sound, a groan worn thin by months of carrying it alone. Then he senses a presence. you is there.