A/N : Lately whenever school gets very boring I simply take out my notebook and start writing. Most of the time they are little drabbles. So these drabbles are about the amazing boys from CP Coulter's Dalton. Everything belongs to her or Glee. Nothing to me :(.
Chapter One – Cemetary (Dwight)
Every year on the 31st of October, one Dalton boy visited the Westerville cemetery. He always took the same path : right, left, forward and left. Unlike the other visitors, he never had flowers or candles with him.
His hands usually held a talisman, or a cup of salt.
However on Halloween 2011 the tradition broke. Said boy didn't visit the grave. Instead, a group of teenagers were there. That group went down the same path as he usually did : right, left, forward and left. That year all of them had flowers and candles. That year the grave was colorful for the time.
From that year forward, the same group always visited the grave, which now held two bodies. One, of a little boy, the other of a slightly older boy who had been their classmate, friend, but most of all their hero - the one that had saved them all.