The Grey

Once upon a time a girl disappeared and the world stopped. Everything stopped, this girl seemed to be everything to everyone. The girl with chocolate brown eyes everyone complimented was gone. The girl whose hair was long and black, everyone wanted it. The girl with the well carved body that everyone was jealous of. The girl that was known by everyone made the world stop. The girl that made the world stop was me, I used to be that girl that everyone loved. Now, look at me, I'm practically dying. Death has no response to me screams, It ignores my pleads and threatens me every now and then. All though it does this to me, I couldn't care less. I own death.