Just a story I wanted to finish...

[dgm_loves_brawl]

There once was a boy who had no name.
Growing up was hard because noboby noticed him. He decided he was going to find a new name!...But what name did he know? No one ever gave him a name...He never had anyone talk to him long enough for them to state their own. "I'll just go find one! People say them all the time!" he cried with joy. A name really is just a word, right?
Sadly, it was too true. The boy couldn't tell a name apart from a typical word. All he ever understood was one thing, "why".
He thought it was perfect! "No one can forget that! I may make a friend!" and with such cheer he ran around yelling the name he had just given himself...Then everyone just got so sad. "Why? Do people not like it? I finally got a name...." There was no more of the happy faces he usually saw go by. Instead of laughter he heard things like "...Because he was too drunk to see the car coming." or "I got pregnant and had to quit school."
The boy gave up. In his short life full of hope and stuggle he finally gave it all up. He is Sad now but, do not forget.
"Why"