When I told Alex that I wanted to go away for a while, I meant it. I didn't care about anyone at school or anything else at the moment. I need to be alone and think about what to do next. I texted Alex first before anything.
Alex- The other day when I told you I wanted to go away, I meant it. Don't worry where I am, I'll be okay. I don't know when I'll be back. Don't bother looking for me, cause I'll be too far away. Thanks for everything Alex, you're a great friend someone can ever have. I love you Alex. bye.
The love part I even myself wasn't expecting, it just kind of took over and came out. I already threw a bag together and knew exactly where I was going. Up to the mountains. I said goodbye to my grandparents who were already asleep and left the house. Headed north on the sidewalk, not sure what the time was, but I wasn't going to worry about that.
I've been walking close to an hour already, starting to get tired but I kept going on. There was no time for rest now. So you're probably curious on where I'm going? Well the cemetery, but that's all I'm telling.
It was starting to get light out and I made it to the cemetery, I walked through the open black gates, guarded by two stone angels on the sides. I walked over to the oak trees, a little way beyond the other graves. I fell to the ground in front of my parents, looking at their stone as if I never saw it before.
Claire Smith: 1972-2004 Loving Mother, Daughter, And Wife
Benjamin Smith: 1970-2004 Loving Father, Son, And Husband.
TOGETHER FOREVER
"I miss you so much mom and dad," I cried," I'm going through a lot of terrible things right now that its too much for me to handle. I wish I died in that accident."
I kissed each stone and layed next to them on the ground crying. A gust of wind, making the leaves fall was to me a sign from them telling that their spirits are around me. Always. I layed on my back watching the sun rise, it was beautiful, different shades of pinks and oranges. I always liked watching the sunrises. It gave me some what of a happy feeling, my next stop was our family's cabin which is just up the road a few more miles. Closer to the mountains. We've haven't been there since my parents died. The lake was just behind it a little bit, dad, gramps and me would going fishing all the time. While mom and grandma watched from their lawn chairs, taking pictures of our big catch or reading magazines. Better Homes And Gardens were their favorites. I gave one last goodbye to my parents and started going again. I walked at a much faster pace and got there early. The door was locked and found a spare key under a can. When I got it in, it smelled musty and walked through a clan of spider webs. I found the broom in the kitchen, still in the same spot from so many years ago, knocking down all the webs. Making the place look more alive. I took my phone out of my pocket, seeing that there was still some service. One new message came up......from alex.
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Alone
Teen FictionBandit Smith, an average teenaged girl. But to others her being herself is not an option. Being bullied since the beginning of middle school, she's at her limits. There are more things in life rather then ending it.