Introspection

Liam

   I'm at the dance. But something doesn't feel right. Sarah looks beautiful, but it still doesn't feel right. I don't feel right. This doesn't feel right. Maybe I shouldn't have left. I shouldn't care about what people think. I only really cared about what she thought. Rosalie.

   After Prom, I drove Sarah home. Once I went into my house and up to my room, I looked out of my window. There was definitely something wrong. There were police cars parked outside of Rosalie's house. It wasn't right. 

   My Dad walked into my room realizing that I was finally home. "Liam, some girl left you a note or something, she told me to give it to you when you got home." He handed me the note and walked out of the room. I looked down and the note and on the back it said "Liam." Something definitely didn't feel right. It was from Rosalie. She never says my name. Ever. I've never heard her say it before. I opened the letter, and inside was a note, and a picture of her. The picture I took of her. I turned the picture around, and written on the back said "Remember me as I was Liam." She said it again. Again. Twice. I then grabbed the note and read it aloud.

   "I can feel the wind on my face Pain is no longer a feeling, It's life that I feel, real life. I thank thee for showing me a bit of happiness. Make believe is the place where you took me. An alternate reality where we stayed for a little while. I was alive. A beautiful place, is all I can see. This is the place where I long to be. Forever."

                                                                                      - Rosalie