My best friend... Gone! He left without even a parting word... as if he didn't care! I'm writing this as an idea of what happened between Candy and Rod... (Story about my chacater + Rod) (Nothing dirty, I'll let you know that now)

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There was once a day I smiled... those days are the only thing i hold close now.

As the land around me criples in correption... more and more of everything I have whithers away.

As the tears on my face roll off and fall within the salty, polluted ocean current... memoirs of this beach roused my head.

The memoir of me catching the man-eater shark and becoming town hero... and the most important memoirs to me.

His face flashing over and over in my head... all from different moments in time... but all in this spot on the beach... our spot.

His name was Rod... I cannot murmur it without having flashbacks.

Flashbacks that take me from the grassless, cracked earth beneath my feet... to when we would sit under the old oak trees... that used to exist here... and we would talk about how wonderful the muti colored flowers looked.

When I would finnally return from my past... I always fall to my bruised knees... hold my face within my sandpaper pulms... and cry for him.

When I pass his old home... the memoir of the day before he left reveils its self.

The day was calm and peacful... and we where sitting on his backporch watching the leaves turn golden.

That's... That's... That's when I popped the question with him... and yes it was "THE" question.

He had looked at me is astonishment... and huskily wispered... yes.

I had never felt more happy in my life... telling everyone in the town about the news... whistling the town tune over... and over... and over in joy.

I ran quickly back to his house that day to find nothing... not even a crumb on the floor.

I was devastated... and my stomach filled with hate.

I ran out of the house... and ran into a tree in my distress

I just so happen to glance up at the tree... a note was tacked on the surface of its bark.

Readding what is said made me cry buckest... "Dear sweet Candy, You've told me this so.. so unexepected.. I'll be back for you.. I just need time to digest this. Your lover - Rod"

And still today... years later... he has not returned.

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Hope my story didn't make you cry. Please, everyone, feel free to give reviews.