Cassies was a ten year old girl who lived in one of the largest,and oldest houses in Twilightville.
Everything in that town was dark. There wasn't a bit of color. A year ago her bestfriend,
Christopher, was found dead while going home from Cassie's house at 9:23 P.M.
After that day Cassie's whole world turned gray and upside down. She never talked again!
She was a child that only read and only walked around the house looking depressed.
"Cassie dear please eat your dinner. you love pea soup and bread. You will get sick and die if you don't eat anything."
A soft but low voice came out and said," Death is just a beginning."
Cassie got up from the dining table and walked slowly out of the dining room.
"What are we going to do with that girl?" spoke Mrs. Wind.
I go down to the cellar door to find some old books inside that i could read, but the cellar door was locked.
I pushed and pushed harder, but it would not budge. I gave up hope and walked back to the front door and walked into my room.
My papa walked into my room and started talking nonsense, but i was blocking him out, not knowing what he was saying.
Because the only thing i am thinking about is that locked door.
My Papa kisses me on the forehead and wishes me good night.
I love to read but not all that fantasy junk.
But this time i really thought that there was something next door and inside that i really needed to know about.
The dark sky covered half the world right now, the time that Christopher died.
My eyes get warm like tears were hiding behind them, waiting to come out at just the right time. I get up from my old crackled bed, i throw open my window and slide through it.
I ran to the back of my house and i found a old firty key on my way there.
it had the letters C.C on it.
The cellar door felt cold like ice and smelled like ruse and like something had died in there.
I put the key into the key slot hoping maybe that it would work. Slowly i look at the time on my watch, it's 9:23pm,
the door opens when i turn the key. A big wind comes from inside. The door slams shut! i was going to go try to open it, but the door disappeared and something caught my eye.
A graveyard stone. I walked closer to it, trying to read the fine print on it. it said, here lies Christopher Pellerier always loved and missed.
Tears come running down my eyes, drops of tears landed on my knees.
The fog started to clear and there is only this one stone in this graveyaed.
I wasn't scared being here, because my house is just like this, it smells funny and is dark to.
I laid on the damp grass and it smelled like how wet grass should. when it just rain.
I put my hands around Christopher' stone. it felt like i was in another world full of sadness and the sky was as black as a onxy.
Two hours later i woke up to a hand on my shoulder, a blue-eyed and blond hair boy, my age, i will say. Christopher? I run to him and jump into his arms. But i just go right through him. Why can't i hug you? i spoke with a tear coming down from one of my eyes. I sat there and asked him so many questions about how he died and stuff.
He simply replied, it's just life.
He put his head down and i asked him what's wrong. He said, forget me! My mouth dropped and everything wen silent for two minutes. I yelled, no! i found you and i ain't losing you again. He smiled and said goodbye. And before he left i whisper bye. Till that very day i knew i'll had changed, the one thing that i wanted was to say goodbye, and i got my wish. So i talked and ate my food, i was much happier. My mama and papa made a big smile and the world was a bit more colorful after that day. Who knew saying goodbye could mean so much. Every night I feel something holding my hand, but i knew it was Christopher. So i just smiled and fell fast asleep.
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