Olive kinda disappeared one day, it's been a week and no sign. I know her parents were splitting up but damn, moving too? Nobody says anything though, olives gonna do olive. Toms the most upset, said he's known her since 5th grade, 7 years of friendship, fuck ME right?
He said back then she was all shy and stuff, she's not anymore. She's quiet but olive wouldn't hurt a fly.
Next morning and we find out olive isn't with her moms, she ran off during a fight with them and hasn't been home since. I told the others, kush basically broke up with his girlfriend on the spot "no don't go, she's just some stupid bitch anyway. Are you cheating on me with her? She's just a fucked up chink". Damn don't go racist to him, I never seen kush so serious "don't you EVER talk to me again Taylor." Quickest way to break a blonde rich bitches heart.
We all wanted to go looking into the woods the next day, olive loves nature. They found a yellow beanie near one of the trees before we even got up in the morning. No way she's not there, who else in this town where's a yellow beanie? Had a quick sesh before school, hate being all anxious and shit.
Word got around about kush and Taylor, his sister felicity or how she likes to introduce herself "felicity flockman anti-Guacman" probably started spreading it right away. Girl works fast but hey, Taylor's taking the heat, just came out as a racist and all.
Felicity's just using it to push her shit even though she's basically trying to be one of them, pendeja. Taylor's all fucked up over it saying she's sorry and crying a lot. Don't nobody buy that shit but her.
We went looking in the woods the very next morning, no smoke or edibles or shit. For the first time, sober, I don't just hear my thoughts anymore, I hear everything.
Kush was eating while asking me stuff, first time I realized how loud everything is "so what's your favorite chips again? Last time you said it was the wavy ones but didn't even say what flavor." Tom immediately shut him up, rushing water, a river nearby. We went to check, olives whole thing was dipping her feet in water.
Never expected what we found. Cops showed up, ambulance, her moms were screaming and crying. Knew I should have smoked first, Tom looked broken, kush was crying, I was dazed. In the clear blue water, streams of red and the source? A mangled torso with a yellow sweater and a white dress shirt, the last thing anybody saw her wearing.
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Daze Gone By
Teen FictionEverything's fleeting right? So why not get to the point? Why not take the leap of faith or risk it all? Why not live before the sparks disappear? A story I wrote while I was high