Algernon died before the college entrance examination. I told no one and secretly buried him in a dirt bag in the back playground. There were holly trees and camellias there. He would not be lonely. I haven't read that book again. Just like I don't understand the relationship between Charlie and Algernon, they don't know about me and Algernon.
Not only is the genius guinea pig buried in the back playground, but also my unknown youth. He wouldn't know these things. I will spend a long life missing the brief second when he looked at me.
*Secret love/first person
*"Algernon" comes from "Flowers for Algernon"
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Intention: There will be people who are as bright as the breeze, but they are not him.
