You stand there still as a statue as you see the body of your companion slowly stop breathing, and the color fade from their face. You stand there afraid, not sure whats going on, you feel your best friends tears drop down on your arms you hold her tight to you in your arms, you try to keep her from looking at the sight of her father dead on the bed in the center of the room, You feel something wet go down the side of your face, you start to sweat, but not like normal sweat, it feels like blood.
5 mins later
You sit there with your friend still in your arms, you finaly understand whats going on your friends father is dead. Your heart sinks as you look at your friends face, you feel a stab in your heart and every thing inside you dies. You stand up, you can't take the pain of your friends face any more, you rush out side, and slam your fist into a tree and scream "why not me!".
2 mins later:
Your freind walks out and sees you there. You look at your now bleeding hand and hide it behind you so she won't see it. You see her eyes search your face for your normal comforting smile. you blink back the tears trying to seem confident and look away. The thought of Drugs and alcahol come to mind full fledged. You feel like killing your self. your drop to the ground and sob in your hands. You see a car pull up and the comforting grasp of your father pics you up and puts in in the car to take you home.
This is my poetic recap of what happened on Febuary 2006, day 5th. When i sat and wathced my friends father die. crying and to day is the memorial crying .
KibaLover64 · Mon Feb 05, 2007 @ 05:54pm · 0 Comments |