The Day I'll Never Forget

Chapter 2

Phoebe woke up to find herself on the floor, her mother standing over her. She knew it couldn't be true. She must have dreamt it when she fell asleep last night.

"Are you alright?" Her mother asked, helping her up.

"I just had the craziest dream about Zeenan. I dreamt that he killed himself!" She exclaimed.

Her mother seemed distressed, as if she wasn't telling her something.

"What is it mom?" She asked.

"Zeenan did kill himself, Phoebe." her mother explained. "They found him this morning."

She couldn't hold the tears in. It couldn't be true!

Phoebe stared blankly at his cold, white face. He was so peaceful.

It was real, and there was nothing she could do to change what happened. She couldn't go back.

The tears were uncontrollable. Phoebe watched as they lowered Zeenan into the ground.

This was the last time she was going to see him. The last time she did see home. And to think, the last think she did was to blow him off. This was her fault!

Phoebe moved as though she was in a trance. It was if she had no control over her body as her parents lead her away form his grave and towards their vehicle.

The next few weeks were a blur. Phoebe grew more and more depressed as the time went by. Her family and friends tried to help, but nothing could convince her she wasn't to blame.