Trampoline
This story is written from Percy's point of view.
I want to build a giant trampoline. It is something I simply MUST do. Annabeth wouldn't like me doing it.
It'll be really fun to do,and It would really help me out.
All my friends feel pretty happy about the idea.
Jason said that it would be awesome. He said that it would help me really well.
He is my good friend. He trusts me. He still trusts me.
Nico sort of likes it.
He seems guilty about recent events. About something that he's hiding.
He says that he wonders why love can't be controlled. He says he doesn't know WHY love is that the only emotion that makes US do things.
I've been asking myself the same thing.
The trampoline I want is BIG.
It needs to be really bouncy.
That way I can reach her.
My Wise Girl died because of some stupid monsters.
THAT is the worst part. She died because of a nameless beast.
She was so great. Even remembering her hurts,because she's gone.
It's that stupid love thing Nico talked about. I should really see a doctor about that.
I want this trampoline to make me bounce higher,and higher,and higher.
Until finally, I get to Elysium,and I see Annabeth.
I would see her smiling,and in pure bliss now that she sees me.
Just as I would be.
I'm going to build a trampoline. It will be fun.