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Openning to my slice of life tragedy story (English assignment)

Tomorrow never came

I thought maybe I could set things right tomorrow, but tomorrow never came.
That's how the world works, It's a cruel world out there, so imperfect and rotten. It takes away those closest to you then leaves you to deal with it yourself, but there is light in the sea of darkness.. At least I hope there is.
The vast endless clear sky stretched over beyond the wild blue ocean, waves crashing against each other, both harmonizing  and playing their blue symphony. It was only a gentle wind but it was enough to cause the sakura's petals to fall off and float in a sorta melancholy way. "Someday.." I had thought "Someday I'll bring her back.." I had promised myself that a long time ago, but back then I didn't know that once you were gone, there was no coming back.

When I close my eyes, I could still see her clearly as if she was alive and not just a fragment of my imagination,Claire, she had soft dark wavy hair that laid ever so softly on her shoulders, her blue eyes almost dazzling and shone like her clear nail polish. Her fragrant, the heavenly smell of freshly baked cinnamon apple muffins wafts through the air. Her honey milk skin so smooth and gentle. It was impossible to hate someone as kind hearted as her, but this was the world we're talking about, the world despise everyone, nice or not. I wanted to change that fact, I wanted to change the world, no matter how absurd that dream maybe. Knowing that would you then call me abnormal?

But this story isn't about me, I wouldn't consider myself a main character in a book or anything, but if for some reason someone were to write a story about my life, I have no doubt that a slice of my life would certainly be a tragedy....

'"Hey, Thomas come here!"
I watched as the little boy ran over to where the girl was standing, he was a complete mess, his blonde hair was spiked up and his eyes a mixture of blue and green, laughing as he hopped across the stepping stones and threw his arms around the little girl, both of them laughing as they fell to the minty lavished green grass. Then it struck me in realization, the boy was me, it was Claire and I.
A dream? Am I dreaming? No this feels too real to real to be fake, I could feel the warm breeze brush against my face, squishing the trees back and forth like a lullaby, the sunlight warm against my back. The river flowed calmly at a steady pace as if not wanting to hurt a single thing, if almost felt like I was in a world where everything was at peace, something about this scenery doesn't feel right though, the place was still like I remembered it, Claire and I used to play here lots when we were kids and this was the place where she... The exact same day from six years ago was replaying. This can't be happening, not again!
I didn't want to watch this, please wake up please! I pleaded.'

I sat up, my eyes widened, bloodshot in horror "It was just a dream..." I grazed around relief to be back  in my own room, black curtains closed, my hair all messed and spiked up. I pulled on my thin blue t-shirt a drop of sweat sliding down my neck. My mind was a complete mess all fuzzed and confused. Needing to clear my head, I tiptoed into the bathroom not daring to make a sound, I would be good as dead if I were to wake my parents up. The door creaked slightly as I entered the bathroom, my hands moved around searching for the light switch.

The bathroom tile felt like ice against my barefoot, frozen with every step. Switching on the metal tap I splash my face with the warm water gushing out.

"Even though the clouds come and cover the sky
I will still remember the you from that day.
It's to late. Don't look for me, make reality Freeze.
I'm not the same, don't call my name
I fear I'll taint you.
Tomorrow never came, but if you miss me, look though your memories."

That sweet angelic voice sang out almost ghostly. A eerie feeling crept up my skin. Claire! I ran out into the dark hallway

"Claire?" My voice manage to croak out into the empty hallway, but was only greeted by silence. I sworn it had been her, only Claire knows that melody. A lump rose up to my throat and everything began to sink in. "Stupid, it was probably my imagination going wild, I'm over reacting again, it can't be her....She's dead..