Hi, my name is Jimmy Belfet. I'm 21, just turned on the 3rd of September. I'm 6ft 5, and haunted by the crow that followed me from my father's funeral. My father, that's right I have to go visit his grave. But enough rambling, for this day calls for an umbrella.. Like everyday, the rain is brisk and gray. As if the Devils waste was to rain upon me. I feel depressed, as if the whole in my heart gets bigger, but it only seems this way. So after I had visited my mother, I had made way to my father's grave. His named was Harald Belfet, he was a brilliant doctor, a heart surgen. He never deserved to die the way he did, he was a tough father but a sweet man. Thinking of him brings my tears to fall like a water fall, blinding my sight of view of the road. I started to swing back and forth before I grasped onto the wheel and kept looking forward. After I had got to the cemetery I took out my umbrella and walked to his grave, but I noticed something. He grave was missing, as if it was moved!
I saw the grave man, looking at each grave. I gracefully walked to him and asked what happened to it. He'd said it was moved to West Virginias national grave sight. I dropped the umbrella and got on my knees, he stood over me. But walked off as if he didn't care. I cried, more tears than the rain had fell. After I had got up I decided it was over, but a little voice in my head said to find him. So I got directions and got in the car and drove off. The crow following, me tears traveling along my wet brisk face. Nothing would be the same.
YOU ARE READING
The Crow's Tall Call
RomanceA young man named Jimmy Belfet, was being followed by a black crow, ruining his days and making him terror. A girl comes aloud named Alisa, her sweet honey blonde honey suckle hair, and deep sea blue eyes calls to the tall man, frightening the crow...
