An 8 year olds tragedy
I become suicidal
I still don't know why I agreed to stay. Maybe because he is my best friend or maybe I already had a feeling. Like something was going to happen either good or bad. I now knew that my best friend was gay and was in love with me. This morning, James went to get us something to eat and as soon as he was gone, I swore that I heard someone saying my name. I'm pretty sure that the voice was trying to warn me about something. James opened the door and I tackle hugged him. Ok, so the voice had scared me. James was startled but when I started to cry, he hugged me back trying to calm me down. I didn't tell him what had spooked me so much in fact, I didn't tell him anything. After we ate, we decided to climb the mountain. When we finally got to the top, it was just getting dark out. And there was no way that I was going to sleep on top of a mountain with James. We had taken the woods to get up here but there was a road so we decided to take the road back down. Before we could start to go down the mountain, I heard that voice again but this time it was more urgent. The voice said, "Duck." I tackled James and somehow I ended up underneath James. I looked at the tree that had been behind us and it was on fire. Fire and me don't go well together. Being a person who wielded ice, I was at a higher risk than other people when it came to fire. James had noticed the burning tree and said, "Good thing that you tackled me." I realized that I was the only one who could hear the voice. I knew that this fire flinging digimon was after me so I ran away from James till I got to a cliff. There I was standing close to the edge of a cliff with a fire digimon wanting to kill me. It stepped closer, I tried to back up only to trip and fall off the cliff yelling, "aaaaaaahhhhhhhh."