The Boy In The Backyard

Chapter 4

Chapter 4:

2 Years Later

I looked down at my hands.

They had 15 pills in each.

Should I do this?

I'll be with Megan.

Why shouldn't I?

I looked out the window for the last time.

Goodbye life.

Goodbye family.

Hello Megan.

Before Megan's death, Megan, Ashley, Perry, and I were the most popular girls. We were all middle class with money. We were all "hot, the it girls". The ones that everyone wanted to be. Or at least be with. We were popular. All of the boys loved us. We could pick any boy, and even if he had a girlfriend we would still be together. Any boy would be consider lucky to be with us, even if it was for only one night.

After Megan's death, my social status dropped. Sure, they gave us at least a month of grieving, but after that they expected us to be the stuck-up little brats that we were. And they liked it. But something that day, of Megan's death, caused something inside me to snap. I will never stop grieving. Even when they expected me to. I wore all black, black makeup, I liked that hard-core look. The look that I wouldn't be messed with. I got piercings all over my body. I loved the pain they gave me. It was like dying. I dyed my hair black. It made me look hardcore. I dropped out. Socially. I sat alone. I loved that feeling. I could think to myself. Listen to myself think.

But not Ashley and Perry. They rose in social status. Ashley and Perry were like me and Megan. They didn't even need a month. Just forgot.

About Megan

About me

About the past

But I could not.

I peered out the window as I filled a cup with water to help the pills.

There was a bright little glow.

I peered even more.

It made out a small, thin figure.

A boy.

About the age of 12.

About 5 years younger than me.

What?

Who is he?

I ran downstairs in only my pajamas and my bare feet.

I opened the door quietly, so I wouldn't wake them up.

I ran towards the woods in my backyard where I had seen the boy.

He waited there, like he wanted me to come.

"Are you okay?" I asked him.

He just nodded slowly. A small grin crept up his face.

He was cute.

Like a little brother cute.

"Who are you?" I questioned for I was scared of what he would say.

He had this radiant glow to him, and honestly I didn't know what he was.

"I'm Michael." He said. He sort of smirked as well. Like he knew something I didn't.

"Then why are you here?"

"Because I had to." Michael said.

All of a sudden a huge wind blew from behind him.

"What was-the?"

"I'm so sorry but I have to go! Meet me here tomorrow night. Ok?"

And then Michael disappeared into the woods.