Years ago a girl named Claire fell in love. She told the boy that she had loved him like she had never loved anyone else. A few days later the boy ran away from home. Claire was sad and confused. She was also certain that she had something to do with the boy running away. She started blaming herself and questioned what she could have done differently.
Her friend, Chloe tried to encourage her to be happy and move on with her life. That night Claire had dreamt that the boy was close to her house. She decided that she would go to that spot the next day.
She walked to the trail and into the weeds. She fell to her knees and screamed. Laying lifeless before her was her young love's body. She called 9-1-1 and tearfully reported the body. Within ten minutes of calling the police had the scene surrounded. Claire slowly told the police how she had found the body as years fled from her eyes.
She asked the police to be the one to notify the family and they all agreed it'd be best. Along with Chloe, Claire walked to Cole's house. She walked up the steps slowly as if it was a nightmare she couldn't wake up from. She lightly knocked on the door.
When Cole's mom stepped onto the porch she could instantly see the tears streaming down Claire's face.
"Are you ok, Claire?" She asked
"It's....It's Cole." She let out painfully as more tears escaped.
With that Cole's mom knew he was gone. She pulled Claire into a hug while they both cried. Chole stood by Claire tears streaming down her face as well, Cole was defiantly going to be missed.
