Notes

This story is about an 14 year old boy named Lucas. Also called Luke as a nick. He's an introvert and a really sweet and shy boy. Unfortunately in this very young age of his, he is in search for happiness. Luke never had any friends at school, not even a benchmate. He used to get bullied a lot, for no reason. His bullies never really seeked any reason to bully, they'd just do it for fun and just laugh at him for being so helpless and alone. Poor Luke did not even bother to say a word to them, he'd just runaway sobbing. Luke was indeed in a need of a good friend that he never really had before. Luke did not even talk to his parents that often and neither his parents ever bothered asking him if he was okay. You see, Luke belonged to a poor family. His parents were hardworking and they wanted the best for Luke but they just couldn't take out some time for him out from their busy schedule and Luke understood the situation of them quite well because at least
they loved him. They just lacked conversation but deep inside Luke knew they loved him more than their lives so he kept his secrets to himself and never bothered giving any kind of stress to his parents, he did not want them to worry. Luke would spent most of time in his room where he mostly read books, studied and just talked with himself. Yeah you read that, he talked to himself and I guess that is pretty normal in
people to talk with themselves. One night Luke was sobbing in his bed under his blanket just over thinking and asking himself questions about what did he do to get such a misery. Luke needed a friend and he felt super upset being alone. Luke always managed his mood by imagining about things in his mind, for example imaging that he got a new football or a bicycle, how he would enjoy himself if he had the stuffs he was
imaging about. Luke suddenly had a thought of creating an imaginary friend if that was possible, he started talking with himself again:

*Luke talking to himself*

Hmm what if I actually get an imaginary friend with whom only I am capable of communicating and seeing their existence

*Luke scoffs* as he thought it was pretty dumb but he still gave it a try

He closed his eyes and went deep in his imagination. He imagined of a short black haired cute girl with white skin tone and almost as same height as he was. She had hazel green eyes that anyone would get lost while staring at those. She was wearing a yellow romper and she looked really beautiful. He named her Grace and then suddenly he pop opened his eyes because he felt a presence near him. He saw a shadow over his
blanket and he thought it was his mom but he was still confused because he didn't really hear anyone coming in

Luke: Mom? Is that you? Are you in my room?
Grace: *chuckled* No, silly! It's me

*removes his blanket and his jaw drops, he can't stop staring at her and his heart is pounding*

Luke: What the- who- who are you?
Grace: *giggles* you just made me up silly guy, I'm your new friend, Grace
Luke: Oh no! This can't be for real.. I- I must be dreaming... I- I must've fallen asleep while imagining about you, this is all a dream
Grace: *giggles* No, Silly. I'm for real over here and this is reality
Luke: Oh dear Lord ... I- I feel ... uh ... super dizzy ...

*he faints away as he loses his consciousness*

Grace: Aww, poor guy. I must've scared him hehe. I'll wait for him when he wakes up in the morning.

*whispers in his ear* Sleep well Lukey Dukey! See ya in the morning!

*** End Of Chapter 1 ***