Earl pt 2
dedicated to Earl Pearson
Earl and I have been best friends for quite awhile now.
We go to school together. We do our homework and play sports together.
One day, while outside playing basketball, I saw that Earl
was not feeling well.
I made a shot and instead of trying to block me, he sat down on the ground, tired.
This was weird to me because Earl wins all of the time.
ME: “Earl, are you OK?”
fine.” Earl said tiredly.
"Do you mind if I go home now?”
ME: “Yeah sure, I’ll walk you home.”
Earl picks up his bike and as he begins to ride away, he falls on the ground.
ME: “Earl!” I yell.
I run over to him.
ME: “Now I know you’re not feeling well.”
EARL: “Please don’t tell my mom.” Earl pleads, “Promise me.”
“Earl, now you are scaring me.”
EARL: “Please just promise me.”
Earl’s eyes were so sad.
ME: “Ok, Earl. I promise. Just let me just help you home.”
After that day, now when Earl and I went outside, he just sat around.
He looked tired all of the time, even at school.
Every day, I'd see him looking exhausted, I say to him, “Let’s go, Earl.” And we'd walked home.
Earl wasn’t getting better.
I knew that I had to tell my mom.
I got home, and I opened my mouth...
MOM: “Go wash your hands first,” she interrupted.
As I washed my hands, I thought deeply.
I knew that Earl did not want me to talk to anyone about it, but I knew that something was wrong with him.
I walked into the kitchen.
ME: “Mom, I think that Earl is sick again.”
MOM: "What?” she asked.
ME: “He is always tired and he keeps falling down.”
I begin to cry. “I promised that I wouldn’t tell.”
MOM: “Telling me is what makes you a good friend to Earl.”
ME: “What if his cancer is back?”
MOM: “Then you might have saved his life.”
The next day, I didn’t see Earl. He didn’t come to school. He wasn’t outside.
After a few days, I knocked on his door.
His mother opened the door.
She spoke in a soft voice,
EARL'S MOM: “Earl isn’t here, Sweetie.”
I put my head down.
ME: (whispering) “Is he in the hospital?”
EARL'S MOM: “Yes, dear.” She replied.
ME: “Can I see him?”
EARL'S MOM: “We'd have to ask your mom first, but I don’t see why not.”
My eyes lit up.
you. I'll ask as soon as I get home.”
I begin to walk away.
She clears her throat. I turn around.
“I heard about what you did. Thank you for telling your
mom. I know that it wasn’t easy.”
After hearing that, I felt good.
ME: “You’re welcome.”
I said as I got on my bike and went home.
When I went to the hospital to see Earl, he was bald again.
ME: “Hi, Earl.” I said.
He still looked tired.
EARL: “Hey,” he whispered.
ME: “I am sorry for telling, Earl. But I had to tell.”
EARL: “It’s OK, I shouldn’t have asked you to keep that secret.”
I looked down.
ME: "Is the cancer back?”
Earl looked at me.
I wanted to cry, but I didn’t want
Earl to feel bad.
My eyes hurt but I walked closer to Earl.
ME: “Will you be OK?”
Earl smiled convincingly.
EARL: “I will get better, just watch!”
I pat him on the shoulder. I said
ME: “I care about you Earl. You're my best friend and I hope you feel better soon...
(after a slight pause) so I can finally beat you in basketball.”
We both laughed. I started to walk towards the door.
EARL: "Hey!” He shouted. “Hold this for me.”
He grabbed a baseball and threw it to me.
I caught it and smiled.
ME: “It’s safe with me, Earl. It will be waiting for you when you come back.”
I left the hospital. I was so happy that I saw him.
He is my best friend and he needs me to be there for him.
So I will…be there for Earl.