I woke up this morning thinking about her. I took an aspirin and washed it down with some tea. After that, I took a quick shower and did my make up. I threw my hair up in a messy bun and sprayed myself with her vanilla perfume. I grabbed my scarf, wrapped it around my neck, grabbed my school bag, looked at myself in the mirror and attempted to smile, hoping to make it through the day with no breakdowns. I saw a flicker in the corner of my eye. For a second I thought it was her smiling at me and saying how nice my outfit looked. My smile faltered. I thought about last month and almost shed a tear. My attention went back to the mirror and i said to myself:
- Get over it. She’s gone.-.
Late for school as usual. I ran to my locker. When I opened it, I found a letter with a crimson colored seal inside. My mind was slowly filled with dreadful thoughts. My throat closed up. I couldn’t move. It was last month all over again. No. No. NO. She was DEAD. I slammed my locker door shut and sank down to the floor. I couldn’t go through this again.
She had been taken. And now I would be too.
