Waiting for ever, for you, for now tears no longer stain my face and pain no longer tears at my heart.
You had left me alone on that cold autumn day. You called me as I was waiting and you said that maybe we should break up you thought it wasn’t working out. I stood in awe waiting for you to laugh and say just kidding, but you never did. I began to cry and asked if there was any way we could stay together there was silence the words that came out were in an odd way very scary.
“Yes,” he said as soon as he said that I stopped crying and waited for him to say something else. “Anna you have to come to my house so we can talk.” I started to say something but the phone went dead he had hung up. Deep down something told me I shouldn’t go but I wanted to at least see him before it was over. Quickly I rushed to his house by train; it was too far and would take too long to walk. As soon as I got off the train I ran one street and jumped on a bus. In a few moments the bus came to Harlem and I got off and ran two blocks and finally I was in front of his house.
I looked around and noticed his parents weren’t home because both of the cars were gone. I walked to door very slowly which was weird because I had made it such a point to get here so quickly. Standing in front of his door an ominous wind blew and made me shiver something was not right. I reached my hand out to ring the door and it swung open to reveal the tall black haired boy who I loved so very dearly. He moved out of the way and I walked into the house. I looked back at the outside as he pushed the door and it closed very slowly. Outside it was so bright but in here the blinds were closed and it was dark. The door closed and all was silent.
A woman turns on the television and a news caster is making a report. “Zac McAndrew age 18 was arrested today for rapping and killing a girl named Anna Montanose age 16. His court date will be.” The woman turned off the television and said out loud “What a shame that that girl had to die.”
Waiting for ever, for you, for now tears no longer stain my face and pain no longer tears at my heart.
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199 points, ended April 20, 2007, 16 entries
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thnx for entering.
wow this is very good. i loved it. though i think you could use a little more detail in this story. like the emotions of this girl while she was on the train and buses. you just say she went on them. try discribing her feelings and thoughts while she was on them. but its just a suggestion. its still great without that.
anyways great story. loved it. good luck and keep up the amazing work.


