Percy Jackson is .....DEAD?!
We know that darkness has befallen the world when a hero is still, unmoving, and cold.
Tears slide down my face as I wish that it didnt have to come to this. I wish that we didnt have to put Percy six feet under the cold hard ground. I wipe my tears as I say," Please dont bury him. Seaweed Brain would want to be set a drift in the ocean." Everyone looks at me as if I had gone mad. Maybe I, Annabeth daughter of Athena, have gone astronomicaly crazy. And if you were in my position I swear on the river Styx that you would be slightly delirious. Soon they lay Percy Jackson's body in the Atlantic Ocean. And I say bye one last time to my beloved Seaweed Brain.
