Dear Ryland,
Imagine your heart being held up on a cloud full of happiness. You're floating through the world without a care in the world. Then, you're brought roughly down to reality with a strong pull, hitting the ground on hard impact. That's how it felt when Rocky faked his death. Imagine slowly building your way back up to that cloud of happiness, until it's almost fully restored. Then, imagine being pulled down even harder this time with harder impact. Then your heart is torn from your chest and stomped on, though you're not dead while this is happening. You have to be alive and endure all of this pain. How are you supposed to find your way back to the cloud of happiness? Because that's what everyone expects of me. I watched him die. He's not coming back. I put my fingers to his neck and felt no pulse. I listened to him as he spoke his last words. I watched as his brown eyes slowly closed and felt his skin as he became cold. As his heart stopped beating. As his immune system finally lost the battle. How am I expected to find that happiness after enduring all of that? Im already dead on the inside, why can't I be the same on the outside?
-Riker
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That was sad. Don't listen to ANY sad song. I'm just saying. And warning you guys!
So, who thinks that Riker will ever forgive Rocky? Do you think it was Rocky's fault for Ryland's death?
Do you think Ryland's still alive? We may never know. (He's not.)
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Dear Ryland (Triolgly to 'Dear Rocky') {Wattys 2016}
FanfictionThey always say your life always flashes before you eyes, but you don't beleive it until your dead.