I came back to reality when she mentioned coming home. "N-N-No it's fine, I can go home by myself" I said to her
"Come on! It's OK with me!" she said and pulled me out of the hospital and forced me to tell her the way home. I told her to stop when we arrived in the cemetary. "My house it just down there" I said, pointing down the street to some houses.
"No one has lived in that house for years, Sam. They're still all for sale, too." she said, glaring at me through her slit eyes. She turned around and pushed me through the large gates causing me to almost fall over a headstone. Suprisingly, I didn't appear in my room as I entered, most likely because there was someone else with me.
"I think you're hiding something, Fitz" she said, popping her neck. "I know that you and Alex have become two peas in a pod. You probally think that me and you are birds of a feather that stick together. But I know Alex has tired of me lately and might have been trying to find another woman. And then you came around, and he seem pretty interested."
She pulled a knife out of her sleeve and ran towards me. "You ruined everything!" she yelled and tried to stab me. I quickly ducked and, for some reason, grabbed her hand and wrestled the knife out of her hand. How dare she accuse me of making Alex cheat on her! We weren't dating! We never were! We're just very good friends! I didn't pay attention and accidently stabbed her in the chest, then accidently did it again, this time in the stomach. Leaving the knife in her skin, I gasped and stepped back. I had to do something. I ran outside the gates and screamed "Help! Someone stabbed this girl!!" as loud as I could. Someone heard me and called the police, immediately rushing over to me. I couldn't tell who it was until they tapped me on the shoulder.
"Alex! Miranda insisted we walk through the cemetary and I wandered off when I heard her scream. I-I-I rushed over here to see what happened and she had been stabbed in my chest and stomach a-a-a.." I fell into his arms, sobbing. He stroked my hair and softly said "It's fine, it's fine"
He brought me to his house that night, not even the slightest bit upset about Marie's "murder".
We watched a movie that night when he pulled me closer to him. He pulled my face closer to his and started playing with my upper lip. Everything after that is a blur, but I remember being very sweaty while doing whatever we were, much kissing, waking up in the morning with the clasp on my bra broken and the seam of my underwear torn, and feeling weird the next day, mostly feeling weird in between my legs when walking. Whatever happened that night is unknown
"Come on! It's OK with me!" she said and pulled me out of the hospital and forced me to tell her the way home. I told her to stop when we arrived in the cemetary. "My house it just down there" I said, pointing down the street to some houses.
"No one has lived in that house for years, Sam. They're still all for sale, too." she said, glaring at me through her slit eyes. She turned around and pushed me through the large gates causing me to almost fall over a headstone. Suprisingly, I didn't appear in my room as I entered, most likely because there was someone else with me.
"I think you're hiding something, Fitz" she said, popping her neck. "I know that you and Alex have become two peas in a pod. You probally think that me and you are birds of a feather that stick together. But I know Alex has tired of me lately and might have been trying to find another woman. And then you came around, and he seem pretty interested."
She pulled a knife out of her sleeve and ran towards me. "You ruined everything!" she yelled and tried to stab me. I quickly ducked and, for some reason, grabbed her hand and wrestled the knife out of her hand. How dare she accuse me of making Alex cheat on her! We weren't dating! We never were! We're just very good friends! I didn't pay attention and accidently stabbed her in the chest, then accidently did it again, this time in the stomach. Leaving the knife in her skin, I gasped and stepped back. I had to do something. I ran outside the gates and screamed "Help! Someone stabbed this girl!!" as loud as I could. Someone heard me and called the police, immediately rushing over to me. I couldn't tell who it was until they tapped me on the shoulder.
"Alex! Miranda insisted we walk through the cemetary and I wandered off when I heard her scream. I-I-I rushed over here to see what happened and she had been stabbed in my chest and stomach a-a-a.." I fell into his arms, sobbing. He stroked my hair and softly said "It's fine, it's fine"
He brought me to his house that night, not even the slightest bit upset about Marie's "murder".
We watched a movie that night when he pulled me closer to him. He pulled my face closer to his and started playing with my upper lip. Everything after that is a blur, but I remember being very sweaty while doing whatever we were, much kissing, waking up in the morning with the clasp on my bra broken and the seam of my underwear torn, and feeling weird the next day, mostly feeling weird in between my legs when walking. Whatever happened that night is unknown
"Now who's gonna take care of Mike!" Jane screamed at the top of her voice. "Now how am I suppose to marry Dave! Now how am I suppose to become an archaeologist!" "Mike, marriage, archaeology?!" I said, confused. "Oh, I can't explain now! I just wish I listened to David." She sighed. "Don't beat yourself up. David has the gift, you can still talk to him." She forced a smile. "Gift?" Dave whispered as he entered the room. "More like a curse." "David, i'm so sorry I didn't listen! But I just never thought-" "Save it." He butted in. "Everyone I've ever loved ends up dead. I should have seen it coming." "But you did! You tried to save my life and I was to stupid and selfish to care." "Janet." He sighed. "I don't think I can talk to you anymore. Never again." She stared at him, her face appalled. "What are you saying?!" "I'm saying seeing you, like this, it just, it just breaks my heart."
The car crash changed my life. It changed so much, that i'm not even living anymore. I walk the earth as a kinderd-spirit. Dead, forever. I follow my family sometimes. At one stage they actually thought they had a mouse infestation. For the one hundredth time i'm sorry I broke your vase,Jannet. My daughter, she loves collecting china and other lovely trinkets and stuff like that. For a sixteen year old she does have a lot. But Mike on the other hand, he loves cars,wants to become a famous race car driver. I worry for him, making his dreams so young, I did too. And look where it got me! Dead in my husband's car right in front of my kids! Of course, that was many years ago. On the road to becoming a famous song writer.