Me: Back from my working vacation and started up school again! I made this a while ago but I was too lazy to upload it. I was thinking about Gene's death one day and I started thinking about how he died. I started to daydream about it so I wrote it down afterwards. Anyway here you go! And I promise I'll update Falling in the Black as soon as I'm done with the rewrites 'kay? ON WITH THE STORY!

TheUnquietDead DOESN'T OWN ANYTHING


I watched as a young man was run over by my mother. I watched as she ran him over twice to make sure he would die. I watched as she dumped his body in a lake to make sure no one would be able to find him. I watched as he slowly drowned, trying to make his broken beyond repair limbs swim. I watched as his body slowly started to decay. Years later I watched as divers found him lying in his watery grave, calling out to officers on the shore to tell them they found his body. I watched as his mirror image walked over to his body to see if it was really him. I watched his struggle to stay together, to not break apart in front of anyone. I watched as a young girl, full of life and energy, come up to him after everyone had left. I watched as she forced herself to say something important to him. I watched as he threw it back into her face and left her to pick up the pieces of her broken heart alone. I watched her weep her agony and sorrows to the moon and stars. I watched as her friends finally came to collect what was left of their dear friend. I watched all these things without moving, without helping any of them. After all what use will I be since I'm already dead?