Year 4

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Entry 1

Abby died today in the morning at 11 o'clock. She died because of my carelessness. We went shopping for things at the mall. It started getting close to lunch so I decided to take her out to eat. We got in the car and drove off. I was talking to Abby about what she wanted. I was too busy talking I didn't even notice the light turn red. We crashed. I only have a broken arm. Abby, on the other hand, was hardly breathing. I manage to get us out. When we were out Abby was gone. The ambulance came and looked at my arm. The entire time I held Abby in my good arm and cried.

Entry 2

I just got back from Abby's funeral. It was the hardest moment I was ever in to try not to cry. For I know once I start I won't stop. I saw my mom and dad come and told me it was ok and other things. My friends came and told me everything is ok with sympathetic voices. When really I knew it wasn't. I knew that everyone knows that. Abby was my only child and the only thing I loved the most. It hurt to have me the cause of her death.

Entry 3

I'm writing today because I found something in Abby's things. It was a drawing of what looks like Abby and me. I found more and more. I noticed that each one represents an event we did. The bell rang so I opened the door to find a death certificate and a small pink box that has a note that said: "add to the box." On the top of the box, it said "Abigail" it also had a small purple gem. I opened the box and the sides fell open to see that inside was four small cupcakes. On the two small sides were hearts. On one long side, it said: "In Loving Memory." I started to tear up. I knew that the box must be placed inside Abby's box. This is my last entry.

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