My Annabeth
Why oh why, did she have to die,
I loved her, like the bed in which I lie,
I loved her, like the moon, the stars and the sun
Her heart was like fire, like son of Ares, the Maniac Huns
I loved her like my sword riptide
I love her like I hate the minotaurs hide
I had a love named Annabeth,
she died, she died.
Chiron said she was being lazy
he lied, he lied
why oh why does she have to be dead?
Couldn't that Empousa have fancied me instead?
My last diary entry
I can't believe it! There we were, strolling through the woods when suddenly, Kelly the
empousa sprang out from behind zeus's fist and bared her fangs. " Annabeth," she said. Her features changed into a sweet, cheerleader, with a navy blue skirt. "Oh Annabeth..." she cooned." Don't think I don't know about your ..aaa... little one-off with Hecate..."
"How do you know about that!! " Annabeth demmanded.
"Oh my, I was there.. We are after-all, servants of mother Hecate..."
"You-you mean you were having an affair !! I yelled
" She persuaded me, I had no-one to turn to!"
Without warning, she lunged at Annabeth , engulfed Annabeth, and turned into flame.
I turned and ran, never thinking, never stopping, but always wishing... that she hadn't of died...
