My Story

Part Eight: Reality

Heres what actually happened to me:

When Luke stabbed me, it hit my lung. Nobody heard me. Nobody knew I was there. When night fell, Leo finally noticed I hadn't went back to my cabin. He started looking for me. When he came to the beach, I was laying there, dead. He stood there, then ran to me, and hit his knees. He started crying. Nico, who was also looking, found the scene, panicked and ran to Oak. He freaked and they both came. I watched, wanting to go back. I couldn't handle this.

Every year, the day I died, I walk the world. I visit Leo and his family, Oak and Piper, and all of my other friends and family. One day, I will return for them, just not today.

I wish things had gone my way. Now Luke waits down here with me, regretting his every move. I wish I hadn't become friends with him. I know everyone is happy now, but I wish I could walk the Earth every day. So I could see them, every day.

I get to see Mom, Dad, and Bianca now though, and I'm happier and don't have to worry about starving to death.

I miss Nico. I miss everyone else, but mostly Nico. I wish he would visit more often. He comes down here with everyone on Mom, Bianca and I's birthdays, but thats pretty much it.

I hate Luke... He is my murderer. I wish I had left him alone at the beach. I wouldn't be here. But hey, fate is fate.