The best thing about tonight is that were not fighting. Could it be that we have been this way before. I know you don't think that I am trying, I know your wearing thin down to the core. Not hold your breath, because tonight will be the night that I will fall for you, over again, don't make me change my mind offer I won't live to see another day, I swear it's true, because a girl

like you is impossible to find, it's impossible

I pulled into the driveway, and as usual, my parents aren't home. I looked under the rug, where they left the keys. I opened the door and walked inside. I knew we had something that could work as a dog leash. I saw a belt hanging from a shelf in the kitchen. I never spent very much time here. I was out in the garage with my piano. I walked back outside and saw Aj looking at me through the window. I giggled at her big mouth hanging open, her pink tongue lolling to the side. I opened the door and made a circle a bit larger than her neck. I tied a knot in the belt and then slipped it over her head. I checked to see if it would work, and it seemed to hold. It was a short leash but it would do to get her tied up in the garage while I made a pen. I walked through the door, Aj pulling at her leash. I stopped by a metal shelf and tied the belt to it. Aj sat down and I patted her head.

"Atta girl." I whispered. I looked around for things to make a pen with. I saw the chicken wire fence I had used to make a racetrack when I was younger. I walked over and grabbed it. I saw some boards that were in a pile. They were old and different sizes, but they would work for now. I grabbed the tool box and set it by the materials. I looked around once more, and sitting in the corner was a piece of tin. I could use that. I grabbed it and threw it with the other supplies. I made the bottom first, cutting the planks evenly and using nails to hold them together. I then used the last planks for the structure of the walls. I used the chicken wire to close the gaps. I then rested the tin on top of it, trying to figure out how to hold it on. I tried hammering a nail through it, but it was taking a very long time. I finally got one nail through the sheet of tin. I nailed it to the wood and went to the corner. I had wood in the corners and one plank in between the corners. The front was open untill I got something for the door. I finished nailing the tin down and then looked around for a door of some sort. I saw a chunk of wood sitting in the corner and dragged it over. I set it down and began to cut something for the door. I finally cut out a square and set it down I used the rest of it to make a small lip to put on the side. I nailed the lip to the side so Aj couldn't open it but jumping. I ten set the door in and slid it into place. I needed hinges. I looked around but couldn't find any. I found some thick rope and I got an idea. I used the nails to drill holes in the door and the wood of the crate. I stringed the rope trough and tied them together. The door was able to stay in place and move enough to allow Aj inside. I went over to Aj and untied her from the shelves. I brought her to the crate and opened the door. I pushed her inside and she turned around to look at me. She tilted her head and I shut the door. The rope was tight enough to give it some tension so it didn't swing open in the wind. I lifted the crate up and walked outside. I set her down in the backyard, and she whined a bit.

"It's alright girl." I said walking into the house. I went to my room and flopped down on my bed. I looked around for my pill bottle. I wasn't in to much emotional pain thanks to Aj, but as soon as I thought of Anna... I quickly stood up and ran the bathroom. I opened he cabinet, searching for my pills. My hands began violently shaking and tears stained my face. I gave up and curled up in a ball in the corner of the room. I rocked back and forth whimpering to myself, saying it was okay. I saw Anna, her frail body laying on the hospital as she comforted me as she died. I hugged my knees tighter. I heard the front door open, and then shut.

"Elsa?" I heard my mom's voice ring out. She didn't sound drunk or high at all. She sounded concerned

"Elsa, I'm sorry. I've been, I've been a shitty mother. I've been going out late and getting drunk gambling and just doing stupid things. I know I've been acting like an awefull mother. I've been trying to change, so I've gotten help. Elsa there helping me. I'm going to be here for you and love you." I wanted to believe her. I wanted to believe she could do it but, she couldn't. I couldn't believe her. I just curled up tighter and cried reached put for me and I jerked away.

"I understand if you don't trust me. I've never been there for you. I've never helped you, I've never supported you or paid for anything of yours. I've been leaving my bills to your grandparents, but there not paying anymore. I got rid of him Elsa. He's never coming back." I looked up for a moment. She ment dad. My dad that beat me and threw out my first instrument I ever owned, a violin. I knew he treated my mom wrong as well. He was the main gambler, wasting money and time. I managed to calm myself enough to speak.

"I found a dog." I said bluntly.

"Oh? Where is it?" My mom replied.

"In th back. It's in a pen I built." My mom nodded.

"What's it's name?" She asked.

"Her name is Aj, as in Anna Jr." I replied. My mom nodded and stood up.

"I need to straighten this place out, don't I?" My mom said more to herself. I nodded and waited for her to leave. She walked to the door and picked up the grocery bags. I stood up and ran to my room. I layed down on my bed and buried my face in Anna's hoodie. It somehow held onto her smell. It was faint, but enough to remember her. I reached my hands into the pockets, and felt something brush against my thumb. I grabbed it and pulled it out. It was a few pages of folded notebook paper. I opened it and saw that Anna had written it.

Dear Elsa, if your reading this, I've died. Or you stole my sweater I was wearing somehow. Anyways, I wrote this so you could remember me by something. I know you won't forget me, but just to make sure. I want you to go to my house and look in the closet. There should be a box. But not yet, first read this letter.

I can't thank you enough Elsa. I know you'll miss me. I know death is harder on the living, and I know your hurting right now. But wherever I am, I'm hurting to. I'm missing you and I still love you. I know you still love me, and I'll be in your heart, but you also need to live Elsa. You can't just stop living because of me. Knowing you, that's what you've done. I won't be mad at you if you fall in love or go out once in a while. You arn't signed on a contract dedicated to me. I know your hurting, I know your mad and angry and confused and you need time, but don't stop living because of me. I've learned something very special in my short life Elsa. As much as you may want to die, you won't want to. Now that I'm going to die, I want to live. Don't squander life Elsa. Live for something. Live for love, for freedom, live for something. Die for something. I've learned, Elsa, that sometimes life is longer than its supposed to be. Sometimes it's shorter. I ended up with a shorted life. Death is just as natural as birth, and in the end we all die. So don't be sad. I know it hurts now, and the hours seem to drag by with the speed of melting ice, but the pain will fade. Every heartache will fade away, every storm runs out of rain. You know that song. Speaking of music, I have a will on the next page of things of mine that I want you to keep. So go on, turn it.

I flipped the page, my tears flowing freely onto the paper.

First off, this sweater witch I knew you would take so, If you felt guilty it's yours anyway. Second my guitar. Third, the box in my closet. Fourth, all the music in my room. The CD's, the sheet music, the music books, and my radio. Fifth, you can take anything else Gerda allows you to. She may be clingy to a few things. I gave her a copy of my will, so she won't be surprised when you take my stuff. I also needed to ask you a favor. I'm going to have a bucket list in the box. Along with other things. I never did these things. And if you feel that you need a little adventure, just scratch something off the list. Good by my love, I'll see you on the other side, Anna.

I set the paper down, crying into my hands. I will back onto the bed and shut my eyes. I rubbed them and opened them, as if I could wake up, and all of this was a twisted dream. I wish that's all it was. A bad, scary nightmare. I shut my eyes and opened hem again, sighing when nothing happened, I rolled over. I hugged the pillows to my chest and shut my eyes, another tortured dream awaiting me.