Graduation was today. They showed a video for you. Me and you were mostly in it. It was a regular sad video. Pictures and sad background music.
It wasn't special. I wish it was.
I wish you were goddamn here!
Well I wrote this story. I enter it in this contest. Winner gets your book publish. The title is.. "Damn you Jessie." It goes like this...
Damn you Jessie. You left me. I don't know why.
"Honey." My mom called.
"What?" I called back
"Jessie's mom is giving her things away. She wants you too have the first picks of things." My mom said.
Why would her mom give her stuff away? Why would she want to give it to me? Why do I have to feel this pain?
Why Jessie? Please tell me why.
You make me feel alone. Again.
You're Jessie.
