Unforgettable

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Romance  |  House: Booksie Classic
Elijah has one final word with Annie.

Submitted: June 24, 2013

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Six months, it’s been six months since Annie died. They’ve been long, and my lost sense of time only made them feel longer. Every day crawled by, and then disappeared without a second glance. I still remember Annie, but her face has faded. I still see the bright blue of her eyes, the rich brown of her hair, the light in her smile, but everything else has blurred. The first day we met was in kindergarten, we were drawing as a team. She drew the house…or did I? What color was the house again? Green, blue?

My memory was slowly depleting, and nothing made me angrier.  I guess it just went to show how much I needed her. Without her, I can’t remember anything. She wanted me to remember her. “Remember me, Elijah. I’m here for you,” she promised. I desperately wanted to let her know I was trying. I’m trying, Annie. I really am, but it’s hard. I’m doing the best I can.

One thing that always helped me clear my head of anger or sorrow was taking walks in the park. The open air calmed me, it helped me breath again. I remember one day when the sadness of living without Annie struck me harder than a semi-truck. She’s gone, she’s really gone, and she isn’t coming back. I fought back tears as I walked the dirt path, looking at the blurred moon above the trees. Chills ran up my spine, shaking my entire body. My breath was misty in the cold, eyes heavy. I ignored the chills running through my body as I continued down the path, mind nearly empty.

When I believe I reached nirvana, I snapped back to reality with a strange sense. As though someone was…watching me, watching me very closely. Observing my every move. Out of fear, I picked up my speed, trying to hurry back to civilization. Or at least into some light so I could see if someone was around. Underneath a dim spotlight, I looked around, still spooked by the unseen figure. Wait, I recognized this place. Annie. It was under this same spotlight that I proposed to her. Now I remember. I remember seeing her smile, hearing her laugh and say “Yes! Of course it’s a yes!” I remember how bright her gorgeous blue eyes lit up, how tightly she squeezed my hand. In that instant, it was as though she were still holding my hand. In that instant, I felt something; a light, warm brush on my hand.

I jerked my hand away quickly, startled by the contact. I spun around, looking to see if anyone was nearby. Not a soul in sight, maybe that was the problem. In sight. I stood motionless, eyes closed, body sensitive to my surrounding. A light tug pulled on my shoulders, as though a small child were climbing onto my back. I shrugged it off, but tried to remain calm even though my heart was racing. I felt someone watching me again. Breathless and shaking, I barely managed to whisper.

“Annie?” The air around me lightened, giving a pleasant aura. Another warm brush went up my arm, comforting me. I smiled to myself, knowing it couldn’t be anyone else. I knew she was smiling up at me, even though I couldn’t see it. I spoke more confidently, knowing there was nothing to be afraid of. “I’ve missed you.” Still with a wide grin, my hair slightly shook. I wanted her to stay with me, but I knew she couldn’t, no matter how much we both wanted her to. If she couldn’t stay, I wished she would reveal herself to me, so I could see her just one last time. I felt the air grow dense around my chest and knew she was trying to give me a goodbye hug. My eyes began to moisten again, and I stated what I knew we both didn’t want to hear. “You can’t stay, Annie. You have to move on.”

The air released back to its bitter cold, but she wouldn’t leave forever on such a bad note. She was better than that. Voice broken at the hard goodbye, I coughed, “I love you, but you have to go.” I closed my eyes, allowing tears to fall down my face, and imagined what she looked like at what I just said. Her eyes would grow big and sorrowful, lip slightly pouting under her teeth. “Go,” I finished, softly as possible. I felt her caress my damped cheek and brush my lips. Then she let go. I opened my eyes and looked straight ahead, vision blurred from the tears. On the very edge of the dim lit circle, I saw a figure standing, waiting. I saw Annie. She was glowing and transparent, her body blurred and white, but it was her. Her back was towards me, her hair long, just as I remembered. She looked over her shoulder at me, and I saw her eyes for the very last time. She smiled at me, then turned her head forward and disappeared with the first step she took. The air went cold, and I knew that she was in a better place.


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