Story time

A Story by TheGhostWriter

Its in hopes to get people to realize the amount of things that can happen for living recklessly. I wrote this as a rap and what happened was that it gave a lot of people goose bumps

I remember meeting you it was a cold winter night, i seen you at Starbucks if i remember right.
I accidently bumpped in to you and that started a conversation, i remember saying sorry and you saying its okay.
And i jokingly said aye lets be friends, you laughed a little and walked away but before i could walk away
you said '' hey heres my number, special friend''

A couple days passed and i didnt want to text but then i grew the nerve and sent the first text.
and within a couple minutes i got your response and you said '' hey special friend''
We texted for hours and i got to know her a little better. she wants to be a nurse and take care of the
people under the weather. And that caught my attention i must admit i liked that she had such aspirations.
We talked about everything and anything even our fucked up past. She use to drink and party hard
smoke pot until the whole crew was high but she gave that up the only trace of that life left is her sister
aka her best friend.

The months past and i became more then her special friend i became her boyfriend. She filled me with a lot joy
and she said all the past ones treated her as a toy but i didn't i took her serious i guess you can say im starting to love her
Years passed by and were happily married and we started living like Larry. Going to parties here going to parties there.
not thinking about the consequences getting wasted every other night was in our conversations. But i realized its not for me
and tried to convince her that its not for us. But she didn't want to listen she went out with her sister and had tons of fun.
I was worried sick but i kind of felt a sigh of relive when i remembered my best friend was there. So i guess i thought she was safe.

I wake up to a text message at 3 in the morning, its from her she said some drunk guy brought a gun to the party.
Im stressing pulling my hair wishing nothing happened cause it wouldn't be fair. I wrote back to see if she was okay
but .. still no response. i waited for hours and hours until she wrote back but i kind of fell asleep. I dreamed that
she was safely in my arms and my alarm clock woke me up. I check my phone to see if she wrote back and she didn't
I started panicking and wondering is she okay i look at the news while i take a shot of rosay. I see that last night
there was a shooting at the party and there was 4 killed. As the news went on i prayed to god it wasn't her. I looked
at the bottom of the screen and see a hand with a wedding ring, i pause the screen and take a closer look it was the ring
i gave her I broke down i cried and it bothered me the one time she needed me i left her , i keep watching the news and
see the names that pop up among them was her name and a couple of other people.

A few weeks passed by im at her funeral, i brought her favorites flowers and our first picture i cried on the casket and felt the blame
was all on me, i should of convinced her i should of went with her maybe it would of been me and not her who's hurt.
I go home and im crying i cant take it no more i stop crying , i found a gun in my drawer i load it and i decide to end my life
i was the only one to hear my last words and they were.. I Love you.. ( gun shot )