Till We Die

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Horror  |  House: Booksie Classic
Love is an amzing emotion, it can fill you with most joy you've ever felt, however, it can also be the single thing that can make your wolrd come to a crashing end.

Submitted: July 10, 2009

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The snow is falling lightly, I wrap myself tighter in my jacket as a cold breeze sends a shiver down my spine. It's midnight now, the only light that shines is thats ov the full moon. I walk slowly, ever so slowly, remembering the goodtimes we had. However tonight the memories arent so joyful but full ov pain, and sorrow. Tonight I go to the graveyard for a most sorrowful occasion. Th streets are filled with shadows. The trees are dead from the winters cold. Yet the cold doesn't distract me from my thoughts. I can still smell the last breakfast mother cooked for me, and the last advice father offered. Everything was great until that day. I collected my thoughts and noticed I was approaching the park gates. That means the graveyard gates are right across from them. As I walked past the park gates I looked in. All the memories came back. The family reunions we had here, the summer days we'd spend together here, and now all ov that is gone. A breeze blows past. It's gettin colder and later, best get a move on it. I come to the gates ov the cemetary and notice they're open. I only thought about it for a second the carried on my way. I had quite a walk to go for this is a big cemetary. I finally reach the graves ov my parents. Then stop in my tracks. A woman in a black dress, kneeling down in front ov a stone which is next to my  mothers grave. She weeps harshly. I walk slowly to my parents grave trying not to disurb her grieving. I drop to my knees next to her and place the flowers on the graves. I look over at her. Her black makeup runs from her tears. She turns to me and wraps her arms around me tightly. "You know it's funny, you never know how much someone means to you until thy're gone." She removes her arms then places her hand on the stone. I sit with her for a moment. She stands to her feet and takes off her necklace. I stand, then turn to walk away. I stop and thingk maybe I could walk with her out ov the cemetary. So I turn and wait for her. She stands there, as still and as silent can be. Then she reaches into her handbag and pulls out a revolver. "Goodbye my love' she says to herself. Horrified I lunge towards her in a desperate attemp to save her. She pulls the trigger. I see the back ov her head explode. Blood and brains splatter onto my face, and I see her lifeless body hit the ground.  I fall to my knees next to her body, and in her lifeless hand is her necklace. I take it from her and open it. Inside are two pictures ov her and a man. I turn it over and engraved on the back reads. "Until We Die"


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