Important AN:This was the hardest stroy I have ever written and it was only 300 words. Just this past weekend, I found out that I guy I've known since I was five has past away. I don't know from what yet, but I have an idea. Not even 19 yet. It was sudden and unexpected for me. I had a silly idea that he would always be there. We weren't the best of friends but he was the one who pushed my buttons all the time when we were younger, making me fight to be one of the boys and think more critical about things. Now that I think about it, I would have never gone to my middle school where I was introduced to creative writing and fanfiction if it wasn't for him. I owe him this much at least.

Also this weekend, another friend of mine mother and father past away along with two other people because of some drunk driver going the wrong way on the highway, leaving him to take care of his younger brothers and sister all by himself. I'll be writting another story about that later, but this is all I can handle right now, I'm already so close to tears again. So this is my vent/ relase thearpy and also public anouncement. Please, everyone be careful. These event's are reminders that life is short and fraigle and can be lost at any given moment. Thank you.


Good-bye, Jacob Black

She didn't know where to start. She didn't know what to say. All she was capable of knowing then was that a big piece of her heart felt like it had been smashed and distorted into a shape it should have never been in.

This wasn't the way life was supposed to turn out.

Her mind kept telling her that this wasn't real. That maybe it was a cruel trick. She hoped that he would jump out from behind her and say 'Got ya!' so that she could be pissed off at him one last time and beat him down.

But she knew that it wasn't a joke. This was real. Too real.

She didn't start crying until now. Finally, the realization hit her like the momentum of a moving brick wall.

Never again would she ever get the chance to poke him

Never again would she get the chance to run with him.

To push and shove and kick and scream and laugh and cry and taunt him.

He had smiled his last smile, said his last sarcasm, taken his last breathe.

She never got the chance to say 'Thank you,' for both the good and bad time. She never got the chance to say 'I love you,' for how he shaped her as a person with all the memories they shared. She never got the chance to say 'Good-bye, Jake' for her own personal closure.

She knelt down by the grave, hot tears stain her skin and burning her eyes. Clay like mud clung to her keens as she sank down into the earth and place a single white rose over the gravestone, to symbolize their friendship.

"Thank you," She managed to croak out after a few minutes. "I love you, and good-bye Jacob Black."