7 years ago I was murdered. I had turned 17... 3 days before my death. My name was Joshua and I was remembered by a lot.
I was a little shit, I didn't care about anyone except my mother and my two best friends Carter and Lilah. On a Friday night our little asses ( Lilah and Carter) had decided to go to the lake , we took the long way... Half way there 5 assholes tried to take our money, however like I said we were little asses so we refused. We all tried to run for it since they out run us all , 3 to 5 isn't quite fair. Lilah was shot 3 times on the back , carter was shot once on his ribs, I wasn't as lucky ... I ran and made it to the river, but the current was to fast yet I still tried to swim threw it , I died drowning and was still shot once in the leg. Carter was the lucky ass crack who lived , I'm glad one of us lived. I mean Lilah died at 15 that's not fair, I died at 17 , carter was 17 but I'd rather Lilah live than Carter. You see Carter had a huge crush on Lilah so having her die was just as painful as being shot multiple times although he was only shot once. I would be more specific but that's all I remember...
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RomantikI was falling in love with her ... But I couldn't ,it wouldn't be a good thing. She was alive and I wasn't. She slept so beautifully, she was so different. I needed her, I wanted her, I was going to get her. Baby, I love you , I will always be there...
