The cemetery

I need answers

I replied with a soft but disturbed tone of voice, " I seen something that was unexpected." Tara's eyes seemed to dilate, she was curious and finding this interesting. "What was it that you seen?" She kept questioning me however I didn't mind. "My name was on the wall." My eyes were on the ground the whole time we walked and talked. Tara and I were never that really good of friends but then again we were, it's weird how our relationship is. "That doesn't make sense, how could your name be on the wall but you walk beside me obviously alive?" She gave a little confusion facial expression, no one I think will believe me on this. " I don't know but I need answers now!" I was so confused it made me anxious. "How will you get answers if no one is around that was in the Vietnam war?" Tara questioned but I quickly countered it with, "there is veterans that I can ask and hopefully they'll know who she was, or should I say who I was." I laugh at my own joke. "I must be heading out to the cemetery now hopefully they'll still be there." Tara only nods to me, telling me I should go if I want to ask them. I soon sprint down to the cemetery. My breathing was harsh and my slung around, the world passed fast once again it was as if I could run as fast as a school bus or even faster. Which I'm sure I could run faster than school bus. I slowed my running to a walking once I reached the gates to the dead. The veterans looked to be calmly sitting and chatting with each other underneath a tree that provided shade. I walked to them, my hands clung to my bag at the sides, my eyes focused on the men. "Hello Ma'am welcome to the wall!" The veteran with the hat on and white, snowy hair greeted me warmly. "I have a question to ask." The rest of the adults turned their attention towards me. "A name on the wall, Juliet stirling, did any of you know her?" The man who greeted me only kept a straight face the whole time. "I did. She was a sweetheart and really kind when she wanted to be, the only time she turned aggressive or mean was on the battlefield." The old men laughed slightly at how this mysterious woman used to act in the war. "Who was she to you?" Another man with a camo vest and a hat on asked. "She was my uh..my aunt." I lied completely in that sentence though because they wouldn't believe me if I said that was me. "I'm sorry." The man that had greeted me said with deep sorrow. "It's okay." I replied back and left to go the wall. My icy, sad, blue eyes landed on my name I stared at it, dazed. "Hey Juliet!" I whipped around to see Tara and Miguel jogging to me. "Hi." I called back to them and then slowly turns back to the name, my name on the wall. "Did you find anything out, like important?" Tara asked. My eyes lingered on the name, "I only found out that I was sweet and I was also violent in war, that's it." I frowned at the sentence, getting information was harder than I thought. "Why not ask them what hospital you went to before you died?" Miguel yet again butted in and I turned to them. "Good question I never thought of it, I guess I was too anxious to ask any other questions." We laugh and then I head back towards the veterans. "Sorry I have another question but uh," I turned towards Miguel and Tara, "what hospital did Juliet go to before she died?" The veterans was lost in thinking of where she did go before she lost her life. "I believe the hospital she went to was." Suddenly the three men fell to the ground with loud thuds. My heart sped up at lightning speed, Miguel and Tara ran towards me and told me to come on. The three of us ran for our lives and went to the front of the school. "Juliet are you okay?"