"today we are here at the funeral of cherrie joseph, a beloved friend and lover..."
he stared at the ground.
"...very loving, wonderful person..."
loving? yes, she is--was--loving.
"...clever and pretty, she made it through school with top grades..."
pretty couldn't even describe her beauty. and clever? she was the top of her grade, year after year. everyone had been jealous of her. that might've been one of the reasons why...
"and now, we have her special friend..."
that was his cue. he walked up the aisle, seeing the saddened faces around him.
"cherrie was very beautiful, very clever, and perfect in my eyes."
her gorgeous smile...
"but she was entangled in the problems of her world."
dark circles under her eyes, forehead wrinkled...
"and now, even though she is gone, at least i get to know that wherever she is, she is free."
free.
i'm sorry if that depressed you. also, i'm graduating tomorrow. hehe. well, anyways, this is the last chapter! but if you want it, i'll make this into an actual series. well, byeeee!
have a nice day!
-ayla
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Catch Me If I Fall
Short Story(c o-a u t h o r e d) "her soul was too tired, and his wounds too fresh. neither knew whether to fly or to fall; is there anything to gain? trigger warning: contains suicidal content. © uncomic
