warnings: mention of death
words: 452
time it took to write: 45 min
edited: nope
charachters: tubbo, ranboo?
ship: not really.
fandom: dream smp
Snow froze my skin as i looked down. It was night, but it seemed like there were no monsters coming out at the moment, which was a surprise since the only light source around being the torch im holding. It was slowly being extinguished from the falling snow, but i dont care. Tears were falling down mt face at a steady pace, i didnt care yo wipe the tears. I had a good reason to be crying. I made no noise as i cried. My knees began to feel weak, so i let myself fall to the snow convered ground. Why? Why did you have to leave me? I ask myself as i look foreward, eyes landing on a flat rock sticking out of the ground, resting right before me. There were words carved into the rock, words i couldnt read for multiple reasons. I began to shiver, giving in to the freezing weather. I didnt want to leave though. I put the bouquet of flowers i held at the base of the stone. I didnt want to say good bye to you yet. I didnt want this to happen. I hate goodbyes and you know that. As I began to cry more, i let my head fall, causing my hair to fall over my eyes more than it usually does, i wrapped my arms around my body, trying it comfort myself. I felt a pair of eyes watching me, i did not care, if it was a enemy i could just kill it easily. It would be nice to take out some anger on some monsters, but none are around right now.. So i just have to sulk in my sadness.. Alone. I was now truly alone. I hate that feeling. I hate this. I hate that your gone, i hate this grave, i hate this snow, i hate the one who killed you, i hate goodbyes. I screamed those words at myself in my head. I fekt hopeless, like theres nothing i could do. Well there is nothing i can do, your gone and theres nothing i can do about that. I hate this feeling. I heared footsteps. Footsteps i felt i knew. Thats when I then heard a voice. A voice i should not be able to hear. A voice that belongs to the person buried six feet below me. A voice i had wanted to hear since that day. I then felt comforting arms wrappe around my shoulders, hugging me. I felt a small smile appear across my face as i stopped crying. I felt safer than i had in a very long time.
"Why are you crying? Theres no need to cry. Im ghostboo by the way."
