When I got to Jessica's house I was puzzled. Was Nate really by that gargoyle? Was that his note? What does the note even mean? Jessica opens the door when I reached it. Her brown curly hair was up in a pony tail so now you can see her bright big brown eyes looking at me slightly mad but more eager to hear what happen. "hey" I say finally "what's wrong?" she asked "nothing, nothing" "there is to something wrong, you never ever wear pink and here you are now wearing pink shorts, never thought I'll see the day you wore pink.' "What! Great, now I'm color blind and I have amnesia. Can I have a none pink pair of pants?' I asked. "No, I'm still piss about yesterday so you can suffer." "Fine be that way, my life suck as it is. What's with one more thing to make it worse?" So we go in and on to the couch. I get my black sharpie out and start coloring my shorts.
By the time I finished coloring my shorts, it was black with small pink dots and all pink in the back, because I can't reach and Jessica won't help. She just laughed. While I did this I told Jessica about last night at the club, she was like no way, what? When I started to get to the part about the note I had a feeling that I shouldn't say anything. Then Jessica baby brother started to cry. So she got up and said "I coming Ben." So I went to the kitchen and sat down at the table. Five minutes later Jessica yelled "Natalie get the baby wipes." "Kay jess" I said. So I got up and went to the bathroom to the bottom left shelf. I grabbed them and went back to the back room to the nursery. I gave them to her, but then her brother started peeing on my new Jim and Berry shoes. So naturally I shrieked "what the…" so Jessica was saying "Clam down Natalie, your starting to sound like your sister." "I going to go dig my own fricken grave at this point." I shouted making Ben cry. "There no need to over react, Natalie just clam down." Jessica kept saying. I yell "Over reacting, over reacting is where I go and kill myself, which comes after my grave. So don't tell me what to do!" Then I stormed out with out another word. On my way out I grabbed Jessica's black trench coat think people won't be able to see be shorts and grabbed my bag. I thought to myself I'll give it back to her when I feel like it and I not wearing what I am wearing right now. So since I said I was going to dig my own grave, why not visit the amber cemetery.
When I got there I went by rows after rows to look for them. Few minutes later on the edge of the row I found them. It was grey from the look of the back side. When I came in front of the grave I read the description like always. It read:
Marlyn and Dave
Best whishes to you for what lies beyond.
For the kindest people most people would
Ever know or whish to know.
The same memory comes to mind like it was yesterday that it happen. Actually it was exactly 2 years from yesterday.
It was in 8th grade. I was in third hour, U.S. history going over the revolutionary pact it. Mrs. Henders gave us. When the teacher phone rang and she answered it and saying for all us to be quiet. When she got off the phone she said "Natalie go down to the office now, you're not in trouble." So I tock my best friend Becky at the time as a human pass. So we went to the office talking about every thing form shoes to boys. When we got to the office the principle and the school counselor were there. They told Becky wait and told me to come into the office. So I did not realizing that my life would slowly fall piece by piece. They told me my parents were in a car crash into a bridge, instant death. They thought I was really strong not to cry or yell there and then. The truth was though if I said one thing I knew that I would start sobbing and yelling to the heavens why. It felt like my lovely comfortable pink world has gone to black. The day of the funeral was worse though, much worse. The realization of never seeing them again hit me like a thunder bolt; on a perfect summer day turn into a stormy day. I wore all black for the first time. It not like I never wore some, but it usually was to the bare minim. My sister she looked bad if anything. She acted like the world was ending and she had no lip gloss in sight. Yup I say lip gloss, she if a freak about her lip gloss. She will bite your head off if you hid it on her. Trust me, near death experience. Right before her big date with Kevin. I whish life could be as easy as it seems. I wish I could go home and there my mom would be at the table in her nurse scrubs. Just coming from work and she would say she loved me and would hug me. I whish, for too many things though. Mostly for the impossible to happen or be real. That day left a scar so deep that even god could not heal. I loved my parents, my friends, and my old life. Since then I have always wore some type of black, as a reminder that nothing will ever be the same as it once was. Many times I almost saw my parents. I needed an escape and I thought maybe just maybe…but thankfully I have Jessica to say thanks to.
Even though I knew I was crying, it still surprise me when I felt my cheeks wet. I grabbed three roses from my bag, one black, one pink, and one red. Black for now, pink for what once was and red for what will be. I put them on my parent's grave. When I heard some thing. I'm thinking it just my imagination so I let it go for now.