Creative Writing: She's Death

There it was her grave.. He couldn’t believe his eyes. The with the wind blowing gently in his thick hair. He stood there and dropped a rose into the hole as the rose fell he felt his heart drop. His heart dropped like a rock in the a pond.The pain he felt was like no other even her parents didn’t feel as devastated as he did. He took off this ring that he had worn every day and dropped it into the hole where her casket laid. The ring had made a sound on the casket and it had chipped the wood on the casket and it laid there. He stood there silently. A tear had formed in his eye, it fell, he didn’t think she was gone. Kay always was amazed by his eyes he never knew why. It was impossible he said She can’t be dead. His mom asked “ Chris..

Then he went to sleep. The next day at school he felt alone. He felt alone because she was the only person that he really got along with. He was walking down the hallway and thought he had seen her but when he took a second glance she was gone. It made him upset. So, he continued to class. While he was in class he thought he had seen her walking down the hall. He was excited with tears in his eyes and opened the door. Nobody was in the hallway except the janitor sweeping down the hallway. He had thought again about what Madame Lola said. He was worried and wondered if she was actually there so he sprinted to the office. He walked up to the desk with tears in his eyes and asked with fear if she went to school still. The Lady said “Honey, I know you miss her but she’s gone, I’m sorry but you need to let go.” He went back to class with tears running down his face but he walked as if he was dead inside as he felt. He walked in as the bell rang and everyone stormed out of the class and he grabbed his stuff and walked out slowly and silently. He started heading towards his geometry class but he turned and went and sat against her locker. He sat there crying and whispering “Why her”. He still wouldn’t let go he opened her locker. He had remembered her combination because he begged her to tell him it. He used to leave little gifts in her locker to make her day better; most of the time he left flowers or candy in her locker. All the time he

Maybe her parents found her body thats probably how she died. He closed her locker, walked away and headed to class. In geometry the teacher was drawing shapes and he looked up and seen it the necklace it was four hearts like a flower and had garnet in the center. He looked into his binder and it was still there untouched but he still had the constant fear that someone was going to try and stop him from finding her. After school he started to walk home. He decided to walk into the cemetery, as usual but today something was different. Just the feeling of the area was different for him he went to her grave. Something felt different still; he went home after seeing her grave. He did his homework not thinking about her and sat in his room at his desk while listening to music. Sadly every song he listened to reminded him of her. He finished his homework, didn’t eat dinner and went to bed. He woke up in the middle of the night; he was scared, breathing heavily. Tears filled his eyes but he didn’t let them go. He had a horrible dream about her. That she was there with him and someone took her and buried her alive he was afraid. He had to go, he went to the cemetery. He only took a red rose and a letter