𝐫𝐞𝐟𝐥𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 - 𝘵.𝘱

𝟎𝟎𝟒 | 𝐩𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐜𝐥𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐬!

REAS POV

one popsicle stick cross for every life that was taken. 148 is way too many crosses. all the way from freshmen to seniors. some people come here often like I do just to tell their friends or family how their life is going or just to sit down and enjoy the veiw with them even though none of them are buried here it still feels connecting.

"hey trev, what's up?"

"I bought you some flowers although I'm kind of broke at the moment so I picked them out of the grass over there"

I say pointing to a patch of grass behind a swingset and I laugh a little

"even miguel misses you but I don't think he wants to admit it"

"he's also spending more time with friends that remind me of you which may be good for him but it kinda hurts me all over again"

"nevermind this is stupid. I love you trev"

I place the flowers by the popsicle stick before I get up and make my way over to madisons house instead.

MADI 🌠

hey I'm coming over is that alright

yeah sure wtv

okay love ya
seen

REAS POV

left on seen, ouch.