Life After

Chapter Nine- Delilah

Death is a difficult subject.

The thing is, I know everyone dies. How could I not? But you never expect someone close to you to die. I was sad when my grandma die but not surprised, she had breast cancer and kept going into remission, but one time the cancer came back so hard she had no choice but to succumb to the darkness.

But when a young person dies, it's a tragedy. No matter how. The only real annoying thing about Morganna's death is watching everyone say how close they were to her. It's like everyone forgot that she mostly spent her time with me and she of course had a few buddies in classes.

I didn't bother trying to correct them while they were busy fake crying. I didn't want to spoil their moments of attention. I was trying to get out of the spell of grief. I didn't want to mope around because despite how hard the tears fell and how consistent they were, it wouldn't bring her back from the dead.

I didn't want to come to terms with it but I knew she was never walking through my door without laughing, eating dinner with my family, or going off campus to eat lunch. But I didn't want to move on, maybe I could just remember and live for her.

I know I won't forget her anytime soon, but maybe it's time to make more new friends.