It was ironic. The day after Antonio saved me, I failed to save him.
And yet I still feel I did something for him.
I did not leave Antonio there. I had took the time to drag him back to the house in the dead of night. Penn was waiting for me. She was upset by Antonio's death, I know its still a sore spot for me. But as a whole, at least she was happy I'm alright.
We buried Antonio in the lawn, next to Cody's grave.
On the stone upon his final resting place, I had written on the stone with a price of charcoal,
Here lies Antonio; he did something, and some won't forget.
In the next rain storm the message will be gone, but really,
We won't forget.
Hey! Just saying, this chapter is dedicated to Er_Mah_Gerd_Antonio , for, well, obvious and trolling reasons.
Merri never forgets, Antonio.
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There.In.That.House <a creepypasta survival story>
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