AUTHOR'S NOTE
This is made up. This is NOT real, and if you get the creeps, I'm sorry. This is a loss-horror-romantic story, and the main character is Morningswiftpiano, just rule 63 (change genders). I would love if you like this story.
ENJOY.
It was a dusky evening. I got on my Animal Jam account, and I waited to my best friend, SpikelessSpike to get on. In twenty minutes, she got on. I went to her den, and she was sitting down, looking at me.
She looked weird.. Her fur was white but stained with scarlet blood. Her eyes were black, and she cried with bloody tears. "Spike?" I asked. I went over to her, but she just did a crying face. "Shh." She typed, looking at me, not moving. "What's wrong?" I asked. Then my account logged off randomly, and I was creeped out.
I got back in, but it was all black, but the blood-stained white artic wolf with me, an orange fox. "Spike, you give me the creeps.." I bravely typed, and she went over to me. "Calm down, my friend." And she mailed me something that said.. "For being my best friend." And it had a gift. Her rarest item. "Y-you can't. Keep it." I wrote, then she said, "I'm dead. You can keep it. This is my last time on Animal Jam. I'll miss you so much, BFF." She said, then she logged off.
The next day, I got on, looking at my buddy list. I went to my den, and sat down next to my artic wolf plushie. It represented her, because I missed her so much. I knew her in real life, and we were on since they created snow leopards. "I miss you, Spike." I murmured to myself in real life. Then a ghost came infront of my fox.
"Spike!" I wrote, running up to her.
"I'm on heaven. I can play here, too." She typed, and I said, "Spike, can I tell you something?" I wrote, my fingers shaking. "yeah?" She asked, coming up to me, and sitting down next to me. "I love you." I finally said, and she got a surprised face. "I do too." She responded, and we had an endless relashionship.