It's all about him

It's all about him

A Story by Jena

As I was sitting in the courtyard, I heard his voice. I looked around, but I was all alone. Then he said my name again. I looked up, and there he was. He was sitting on the tree, and didn't care about the world.
- Join me - he said. He offered his hand. - Don't worry so much, sweetheart.
I wanted to reach for his hand. I wanted to say something, I wanted to say that I loved him. I couldn't speak. I started to climb up, but he was far away. Suddenly, I fell off. Then I woke up.

He was nowhere. I realized, he's gone. It's been two months since he died.

© 2011 Jena


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Wow. This is so short, but has so much emotion. really sad. Great job.

Posted 13 Years Ago


it so sad.......... T^T but I love it.......... keep writing.............

Posted 13 Years Ago


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