Hey guys! This is a new story I am working on please tell me what you think!
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-LexiAnn
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Chapter 1
Today is July 23rd.
It has been exactly a years since the plane crash. Every Sunday I go to their dedicated graves and place flowers from my garden on the ground stones. The tears stopped two months ago but my heart will never stop loving him. I'm trapped in this endless nightmare because I know he is not coming back...
I went outside and picked three white roses for him and four red poppies for them. I walk the same path every time I go. People know what happened, yet the look of pity never seems to leave their faces when they see the girl with eternal sorrow walking to the graveyard every Sunday.
It is the anniversary of the plane crash Today I am wearing the same thing that I wore to the funeral, a black dress and his football tag. I absent mindedly twisted it in my fingers as I continued my walk.
They were already there waiting for me. Everyone stood silently in a half circle around the three graves. I came to the front and stepped forward.
I laid the poppies on his parent’s grave first. I straightened and slowly walked to his grave. I clutched the roses in my hand and took a deep breath. I carefully placed the roses at the edge of the ground stone. I didn't have to read the engraved letters to know that he is never coming back, but my eyes still drifted to the heart wrenching letters.
Danny Evans. Friend, family, boyfriend. January 13th 1994 - July 23rd 2010. Rest in peace Danny.
Something inside me broke. It was just like the day when I got the call from the airport. I fell to my knees. Tears ran down my face and I broke out in a sob.
"Why did you have to leave me Danny? Why didn't I die too?" I cried. My voice sounded strange to my own ears. Those are the only two sentences that I have spoken since the accident. Gasps echoed throughout the crowd. My mom rushed forward and tried to comfort me. I got up and ran.
I was blinded by my tears and my feet took me to the empty park where Danny and I always went when I was upset. I collapsed at the base of our pine tree and cried my eyes out. My fingers tore around the wood where Danny had engraved our names.
Danny. My dead boyfriend. He and his parents died in a plane crash coming back from Atlanta on July 23rd. We had our lives planned out together. He brought me a ring that I will never take off. I loved him since the day I met him, that was the 7th grade. He promised me nothing bad would ever happen. He died and left me alone. Now I sit under our tree having a broken heart and crying my eyes out.
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