His name was Keiver. He was the kid in class who would do anything to make everyone laugh. You know how that goes, but at the end of the day when all his friends weren’t around he was a sweet loving boy. He’d make sure you weren’t under his umbrella even if you were already soaked from the rain. I may have liked Keiver. But only time could’ve told. He was indeed a kind, loving, caring boy on the inside.
Keiver, hi my name is keiver
by that Italian girl November 21, 2021