• I was there. I was sitting on a bench in the park near the cliffs. How stupid. Why did they build a park near a cliff? Anyway. I am waiting for him. We were chatting years and years on Msn and he promised he would come see me. I was waiting. It was time. He was driving from another city so he would be here soon. I looked at my clock. 7:18. Was I early? Or was he late? I stood up and started walking in the park. I was nervous because deep inside I loved him more than i should. But he was just a friend and now we had a chance to see each other, except from the webcam, of course.
    My hands were shaking as i saw his car not too far away from the park. The road was slippery, it had snowed three days ago and there was ice on the road. My hat and my gloved kept me warm, as warm as i could be at least. He saw me while driving towards me. I waved. He smiled. I blushed a bit, i was still nervous. The first time i saw him. I had started thinking of telling him about my feelings. But no, i didnt want to ruin our friendship. Suddenly, i saw a van slipping on the icy surface of the road. My friend pulled over the car and stopped so as to avoid hitting him. My heart started racing. I knew something bad would happen. The driver ofthe van lost control and fell on my friend's car. The van had stopped but the other car had slipped down the cliff. I run to that spot. I felt like breaking down in tears. That pain in my chest wouldnt let me breath. I run there screaming his name. "Nooo!" Before i could understand it i had started crying. i looked down the cliff. It was more like a high hill than a cliff actually. The car was overturning again and again. I cried out holding my breath. When the car stopped i crawled down there. I hit my knee on a rock but i didnt care. I only wanted him to be ok. The driver of the van, feeling guilty run behind me in aim of helping my friend. Friend. How ironic. I liked him.
    Anyway, i ran there, to his car, which had just turned upside down. My face was covered with tears and dust. My skin was tingling me from the cold. His face was bleeding and he was unconscious. I was shocked. I tried to drag him out from the broken window. I cut my hand, i didnt care. The driver of the van told me something but i couldnt listen. I wanted to save him. I cried, I cried as loud as i could. He couldnt be...





    2 DAYS LATER

    I was sitting locked in my bedroom. I didnt want to eat, i didnt want to do anything. I had a warm blanket around me and sat on my bed. I looked outside of the window, as always, up to the sky. It was snowing again. Was he an angel? Of course he was. I looked at my hands. I looked at those now small scars from the broken window. I hugged my knees and cried. Someone knocked the door. I couldnt hear anyone. I was in a word of my own. I was where i wanted to be. With him, maybe, up in the sky, to nowhere and everywhere altogehter. I felt a hand touching my shoulder but there was noone there. I was still crying when i heard a voice whispering to my ear.
    "Everything is going to be fine" he said. His voice? Or my mind playing games probably. He would be forgotten by everyone. By his friends and classmates but not by me. I loved him more than he knew and more than he would ever know. And now all the things i had to say to him were just faded thoughs in my head. What was real? Why things had to be thins way? I never even touched him...alive, at least. i cried there all evening and all night. "everything is going to be fine"...