Prologue

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     Hey, it's me.  You may not remember by now.  It's been three years since it all started.  I remember so much, but some memories are still vague.  I remember my family. Nothing was perfect, but from photos, we seemed to be happy.  Well put together.  Just your average everyday family.  We lived in an average house, around average people in an average neighborhood.  I went to an average school.  Everything was normal.  Sometimes it was scary how normal things seemed to be.  There was never anything special going on.  Never really any crime in our small town.  Nothing bad really seemed to happen.  The days would just drag on and on and on.  That's what it used to be.  Or at least, that's how I remember it.

     But that didn't last forever, did it?  I remember what you did.  I remember what you said.  I remember it all.  It was September 14th.  I remember I was just sitting in the back of the classroom full of average people.  I was always that one chick that was "gothic" or "emo" or whatever the hell you want to call it.  It never mattered to me.  I didn't really socialize enough to know what people really said.  Nor did I care to.  And nobody cared to talk to me.  But you did.  Didn't you?  Was it that you felt bad for me?  Was it the way I dressed?  Was it the fact that you thought i was pretty?  Or that you thought you could get laid?  But I probably won't get an answer to that, will I?  No.  None of that matters now.  Everyone is gone.  It's your fault.

    You just walked into class.  And I was so used to seeing all of these average people that when you walked in, my heart skipped it seemed. You probably already knew that.  Your eyes immediately met mine.  You walked down the aisle, after the teacher greeted you.  Mr. Grimson was always excited to meet new people.  His wife died in a car accident five years ago.  He has been suppressing those feelings for a while.  Now he's a people pleaser.  But you sat in the empty desk next to me.  You grinned at me.  I thought you were quite attractive.  So I just smiled back.  But I had no idea, that this was the beginning of the end.  But again, you did... Didn't you?


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