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Chapter 2
I tried not to think much as I skidded in front of the grave...of my missing best friend.
Stellan Avalon. 1995-2001
In loving memory. We love you. -Robin, Martha, and Astrid
Even at a young age, I knew I wanted my name on his gravestone. We played every day untill he died. I don't think I really knew what was happening.
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"Hey there Astrid! Would you like to play with Stellan?" Martha asked me.
"Yes! I got him something!" I said and held up a box.
"Now, Astrid, I told you you didn't have to get him anything!" Martha said.
"I know, but we are sharing him," I said and held up the box. She gave me a look and sunk down on her knees, being as tall as I was.
"Now, Strid, what exactally is in that box?" she asked and I smiled.
"A lizzard! My daddy got it for me!" I cheered and she frowned, but smiled again.
"Alright, he's upstairs getting ready with Robby," she said and lead me upstairs.
I knocked on the bathroom door and Robby opened it.
"Hey there, Strid! You wanna see Stell?" he asked and I noodded.
"STRIDDY!!!!!!!" Stellan yelled as he ran down the hallway and ran me over, us both falling onto the ground.
"I got you a present! Open it!" I said.
"Don't you want to wait untill the party?" Martha asked as she helped us up.
I shook my head. "Daddy said no,"
"Well, how did you get here?" Robby asked.
"I walked, silly boy!" I cried and hit his pants playfully.
"What did you get me Striddy?" he asked.
"Open it!" I encouraged and handed him the box.
We sat on the ground and he opened it carefully.
It was a lizzard, like I had said, and he took it out and it crawled up his arm.
"He's so cute! What should we name him?" he asked me.
The orange and green mini lizzard jumped off of his arm and onto my dress.
"We should name him Hop!" I giggled Robby and Martha laughed.
"Hop it is!" Stellan said and took his lizzard back.
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I smiled at the memory. The lizzard died a few days later and Stellan and I burried him in his back yard and Robby got mad because we ruined his yard.
I bent down on my knees and kissed my fingertips and touched his grave.
"Miss you Stell," I muttered.
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"Astrid!" Aunt Shelby called.
"Yes, Shelby?!" I called, a little irritated.
"There's someone at the door for you!" she called.
I raised an eye brow. No one has ever come to see me...
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Black and White
WerewolfAstrid Froheart has been a loner type her hole life. After abused took a wrong turn from her father, Astrid can only see black and white. She tags things on her graffitti wall, and hangss out in the cemetary by her only friends grave. Stellan, her o...
