Author: Number66 PM
In a persons life the most painful memories stay with them. Norman will soon learn just what that statement means as his entire life is turned upside down, and only an old friend is there to help him.Rated: Fiction T - English - Hurt/Comfort - Norman B. & Agatha P. - Chapters: 8 - Words: 17,340 - Reviews: 37 - Favs: 23 - Follows: 28 - Updated: 01-01-13 - Published: 09-27-12 - id: 8562311
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Disclaimer: I do not own any characters from the movie Paranorman.
Omitted Memories Chapter 1
It was a quiet night in the town of Blithe Hollow's as two young children walked down the illuminated streets.
"How cool was that movie." The Neil said as he looked at the friend who was walking besides him.
"It was pretty cool, I liked that it stayed true to the zombie lore and was able to put good amounts of humor in it." Norman responded giving a crooked smile to his best friend.
The pair continued their walk down the street as they proceed to chat about their enjoyment of the movie, before stopping in front of a house.
"Well, this is my stop." Neil said as he turned to look at Norman.
"Well, night Neil, seen you on Monday, and say hi to Bub for me will yea." Norman said as he waved goodbye to his friend and continued his path down the lit street. The young boy put his hands in the pockets of his hoodie and looked at the area around him, noticing that the streets were particularly bare at this time of night since most people both living and dead were sleeping.
"To think it has only been about 10 months since the witch's curse incident." Norman thought to himself and how his life had somewhat drastically changed after that fateful night. The bullying had pretty much stopped, the town basically recognized him as big hero, and his family relationship had improved in a number of ways. "Of course there are still some issues that need to be dealt with." Norman thought to himself with a shudder as he remembered all of the witch tourist themed attractions that were still around the town.
"I am going to have to work on fixing that, at least for her sake." Norman quietly said to himself as he kept on walking down the street seeing he was just a few blocks away from his house. He started to move a little faster to make home in time when he suddenly heard something that caught his attention.
Norman turned his head to see where it came from and saw that it was coming from the direction of the forest. Norman turned his head back in the direction of his house before giving a shrug and turned, walking in the direction of the person in need.
Norman walked through the forest as he kept his ears open to see if he could hear who was shouting again, when suddenly he heard something in the distance.
"HELP, is anyone out there?" Norman heard someone scream as he turned his head in the direction it came from, and sprinted as fast as he could in the direction of the yelling. Before he quickly stepped out of the forest to see a large semi truck on the side of the road with two men standing near it.
"Yes." Norman spoke up causing the two men to quickly turn around and look at him for a moment before Norman spoke again. "Do you need any help?"
"Oh thank God, as a matter of fact we do, I'm Rick and this man right here is Bob." The bearded trucker said as he pointed to himself and then to the black haired sunglass wearing truck behind him. "You see our storage door came undone and a few boxes went flying out so I was seeing if someone was out there to give us a hand." Rick said as he smiled at Norman.
Norman stood there for a moment and stared at the pair, before he gave a quick nod. "Sure I can help." Norman said as he walked closer to them and picked up one of the boxes, and watched as Rick did the same and they both walked to the back of the truck.
"Oh, were are my manners I forgot to ask for your name young lad." The older man said as he looked at Norman.
"It's Norman." The young boy responded as he placed the box in the storage container before turning around and walking back with Rick.
"You would not by chance be the same Norman I keep hearing about who saved this town." Rick responded with a smile.
"Oh it was nothing." Norman responded with slight blush of embarrassment as he picked up another one of the boxes.
"Well regardless, that's something, wish I was that predictive at your age." Rick said with a laugh as they both placed the boxes in the container. Before both of them turned around to see that they had just put in the last one. Rick gave Norman a smile and reached into his pocket and pulled out his wallet.
"Oh, theirs no need for that." Norman said with a smile. "I'm just doing what any good person would do. So were is all this stuff going any way." Norman asked in curiosity.
"Somewhere in Europe." Rick responded as he closed the door to the container.
"Well, maybe I will see you around sometime." The young boy said with his trademark-crooked smile before he turned around and walked away. He had only taken a few steps when he felt a hand grab the back of his hood. Norman turned around in shock as he saw Rick holding on to him about to swing a metal pipe at him.
Norman quickly unzipped his hoodie and slipped out of it as fast as he could causing Rick to just barely miss him and fall to the ground. Norman did not even bother to look back as he broke out into the fastest he had ever run.
"STOP HIM". He heard Rick shout as he ran straight back into the forest maneuvering his ways through the trees. As he ran he could see the dim light from Blithe Hollow's in front as he continued to run. When suddenly he felt something sharp hit him.
Quickly stopping to look down and see something sticking out of his leg. Norman ripped it out and saw that it was a small pin. He turned to see the other trucker in the distance lowering a rifle. Norman turned once again; suddenly he felt a drowsy sensation hit him as he slowly fell to the ground hitting his head with a loud thump before everything went black.