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No flames just because...umm.. *SPOILER ALERT* Mabel freaking dies...I mean she's now a ghost and that's cool right? RIIIIIGHT? Good. NO PINECEST :)

ENJOY! I do not own Gravity Falls, only this wonderful fanfiction is mine c;

(c) Bearsonunicycles


.:Chapter 1:.

MABELS POV

I don't know what I was thinking. Walking into the woods late at night. My mind was stuck in monotone, giving my head that static buzz effect. I hardly felt my feet hit the cold wet grass until I was almost in the woods. My bare feet were cold and wet from the dewy grass. I reached down and picked up a flower, a daisy. I smiled at the daisy, it was so beautiful and full of life. It's colors were vibrant and it's stem was the lightest green I'd seen. I dropped the flower and stepped slowly into the forest.

I'm not sure how to describe what happened, I just stepped in, and suddenly I couldn't go out. I mean-I could leave, but I didn't want to. I heard Dipper calling my name and realized I had two choices. I could go back to him or I could explore the forest and I wouldn't be the shadow of Dipper's great heroic nature that everyone loved. I stepped deeper into the forest, my choice (it seemed to me) was obvious. I was going to explore here. Dippers voice was drowned out back at the house. I had about a minute before he came after me, so I had to get as far in as I could to escape him and-I think I heard Wendy, Dipper would probably get Soos and Grunkle Stan into finding me too. He was kinda overprotective like that. I smiled for a moment, then it faltered when I remembered how I was just the lame girl in a over sized sweater.

The forest draped over me like an umbrella, though it wasn't raining. I had plenty of time & space here to think. I leaned against a tree and breathed heavily into the neck of my sweater. You'll always be the failed sister, you'll always be the...derp. You'll always be the girl who can make anything funny when no one wants anything funny. The thoughts came back and I tried to stop, but they kept coming. Insults by myself directed at myself. I shook my head and held back salty tears. Suddenly I heard footsteps-but they weren't any body I knew. They were slow and stomping. I shuddered in the cold air and walked toward where the stomping noises came from. Suddenly I felt drowsy, I noticed a small force field, it just looked like a purple hue from far away, but close up I could see it was really just a giant forcefield. I couldn't see what it was protecting but whatever it was-it was moving slowly along. I entered the force field stupidly. I felt the drowsiness kick in my stomach, numbness pricked me. I coughed and hit my head, I was such an idiot. "Oh hey Mabel lets walk straight into a moving purple force field. That's a great idea." I sighed and fell to my knees. I looked forward, black spots dotted my vision. I took a deep breath and then I let it go for the last time.

I let the words I'd been thinking silently to myself over three years now slip out of my mouth- "I'm Sorry."


A/N:

Sorry for a short chapter-next is Dipper, Wendy, Soos & Grunkle Stan finding Mabel, who died. OMGSORRYPLZDON'TSUEME. XD it gets better for her though-she likes being a ghost ^-^.

I'm not good at writing death scenes sowwy.

(c)BearsonUnicycles