Heeeeey guys! Ugh, I just came back from the first day of school. Winter break is over! I'm doing my weekly post, again! We reached the goal! Thank you SO much to all you people reviewing, it inspires me. Thank you so much, I love you! Anyway, I'm not here to get mushy, I'm here to do business! ACTION!

"Hello?" Sam asked as she picked up her phone.

"Yes, hello. Is this Samantha Manson?" the voice from the other side of the line asked.

"Yes. Who is this?" she asked. The response that the got was one of the worst things in life.

Her eyes got as big as tennis balls, her chin started shaking, and she was so in shock that she let

the phone from her grasp.

19 year old Sam cried, and cried, she cried like she had never cried in her life. She had

gotten a call from the hospital, her grandma had just lost her fight against cancer. This defiantly over

ranked the day Danny had left her. Why? Well, her grandma just died, and it was also Danny's and

Paulina's one year anniversary. What's worse? Her parents weren't here to support her. But when did

they support her? As soon as she had turned 18, her parents moved to France. It had been Sam and her

Grandma but now, it was just her, alone. Sure, she had Tucker, and Valerie, who had been her friend

since senior year, but, she could tell her grandma anything. There's just something's you can't tell your

friends. Sam clumsily made her way to the bathroom. She couldn't stand the person who would look

back at her. She would always disgust Sam. Of course, her Grandma would always cheer her up. Thinking

of her grandma, Sam went into another badge of tears. Why, why did this world have to be so cruel?!

Her grandma was gone, had gone bye-bye, so long, see you in heaven. And Sam didn't have anybody

to go to. Tucker was mayor, still, and Valerie was probably somewhere caching ghost. And of course,

let's not forget Danny. He had left her, left her in the dirt. Wondering, what she had done wrong…

Sam cursed at herself. She had to get over Danny, and go on with her life. Danny wasn't coming back,

never. They couldn't even be friends, Sam was scared of him. He had literary given her a broken nose!

Sam started hiccupping, making it harder for her to breath. Great, that was all she had needed.

A little vision and just barely enough air. Shakily, Sam made her way to her window. Her grandma

had kept the house, but did Sam really want to keep it? It had too many painful memories in it. Sam

shook her head. Her grandma wouldn't want her to be weak; she'd want her to be strong. Sam took in a

deep breath and made it towards her bed, before her legs turned into jelly and she collapsed into it.

Forget being strong! This was just too painful. Sam curled herself into a ball, her makeup and tears

combining and making trails down her cheeks. She hadn't asked for any of this. Oh God, what had Sam

done wrong? What did she do to deserve this much pain? It was bad enough seeing Danny happy with

another girl, especially the one she hated! But now, she just wanted to curl up in her ball more and just,

disappear. A chill went down Sam's spine and she felt someone say in her ear,

Life isn't a story. Stop waiting for someone to write you your happy ending and do it yourself. (I came up with it myself :] Please don't copy me!)

Sam smiled a little at her grandma's voice. She had to be strong, for grandma… for herself.

Same shakily put a dark purple rose in her grandma's grave. Tears were rolling down Sam's eyes.

This was it; her grandma was officially buried.

"See you at the other side…" Sam said with a little joy. Her grandma was going to be safe, peaceful.

She couldn't ruin it for her by being sad and depressed. Sam stood up and left the grave. This was for

better good. Sam could do this. Valerie and she would hunt ghost for goodness shakes! Maybe her

Grandma would be there. Sam let out a little laugh. No, the ghost there had chosen to stay. As she

made her way home, she saw people screaming and coming towards her. Sam's eyes widen as she

jumped out of the way and shucked in her stomach as the people running blew her hair. They could

run over somebody, and they wouldn't notice.

"WHATCH OUT!" someone yelled, and next thing you know, she was on the ground. Sam rubbed her

head and groaned. Someone had run into her.

"Oh my goss! I'm so sorry. Here, let me help you up." The voice told her. Sam's purple eyes looked up to

see brown worried eyes staring back at her. The mystery boy held out his hand, and for some reason,

Sam took hold of it. She looked at him. He had dark brown hair, light brown eyes, light skinned, and kind

of muscular. He was kind of cute!

"Hey, you're that Sam Manson person, right?" he asked.

"The one and only." She responded. He laughed, and it brought a smile to her lips. She wondered why

he was even talking to her. Sam had changed in the last four years. She had gotten more figures, her

hair and bangs were now done like when she went to prom, except instead of the pigtails the kept the '

usual one ponytail. And not only that, but she now used makeup. She wore mascara, a little bit of

dark purple eye shadow, and kept her lipstick. (Look at my drawing ;])

"You know, you're one funny girl. Can I have your number?" he asked her. Sam felt her heart race and

felt her face a hot, but she kept her cool.

"Sure, here, give me your hand." She said. He gave her his hand, and as soon as it made contact, Sam

Shivered. His hand was soft. Sam took out a dark purple sharpie she would always keep in her pants,

took the cap off with her mouth, and wrote him her number. When she finished, he pulled his hand

away and smiled.

"Thanks. By the way, my names Brian. Bye!" the stranger waved and ran. Sam smiled and waved back

At him. But that smile soon faded when she looked across the street to see Danny sucking in a ghost in

the Thermos, then getting his face sucked on by Paulina. Sam turned around and walked a little bit

faster. He had to ruin this! And now, she remembered what day it was. Her grandma had been buried

today. Sam opened her door and slammed it shut. She raced to the kitchen, got out a glass, milk, and

chocolate powder. You guessed it; she was going to drink chocolate milk. But before she could even

pour the milk on the glass, she broke down crying. Curse Danny! And curse Paulina! Curse death! Curse

her parents curse her memories, the pain, CURSE EVERYBODY! For a second, she had forgotten the

problems in life and met a new person. BUT DANNY AND PAULINA HAD TO RUIN IT! They ruined

everything! Sam looked at the glass on the table. She, she might actually hate Danny now….

That's it! So, now no Danny, no Grandma, and no parents. Her friends are always busy.
Poor Sam. She's going through too much. And Danny just keeps making it worse for her.
Anyway, review! And stay tone for next week's post.