A/N: well my friends, this is my last chapter. Kim has written all she can. So enjoy! I hope the ending suits all of you...
thank you for everyone who has reviewed... and to those who didn't... it still makes me happy that you read my story.
I'll stop dragging on...

And now the conclusion to...Memories.

Ever since school started again, everything was different. A lot of her friends treated Kim like an outsider... whether it be because of Edward... or because Denny had told everyone that she "dumped" Jim the night he died. Kim quit cheerleading, it wasn't the same she didn't have the enthusiasm anymore. This isn't who I want to be. Kim thought as she passed a mirror.

Sitting in study hall, she took out her notebook, the journal. Ready to make one final entry... before fully carrying out her plan.

"Well, this is it. I don't even remember the first thing I wrote in here. But I pray to god, that I remember the last. Everyone here at school sucks. Seriously, they do. I don't think any of the kids here even MET Edward... Suzanne was always afraid of him. "I can't eat that... he used his hands" she was always a superficial bitch.

I've decided to graduate early. I took most of my required classes my junior year. I was only staying here for Jim. That sounds so cliché... but I'm leaving now. Mom doesn't know this yet, but I'm going to the city. I have to get out of the small mindedness of Suburbia.

I tossed the idea of going up there in my head... over and over again. I thought that maybe I could go up there late at night... just to say goodbye. In the end, I decided I just couldn't. They say if you love something or someone you have to let it go. That's what I'm doing with Edward.

He'll always be with me. He'll always be in my box... and in my heart. My children will hear stories about him... and so will their children. I'll keep that picture of him under my pillow always.

I'm going to get married to someone else.... Someday. He'll know about Edward. That no matter how much I love him, I love Edward a trillion times more.

I packed everything away. Getting ready for my move. I carefully wrapped up his Scissorhand, the videotape, the torn curtains and my blood stained dress. They're coming with me.

This is so surreal. Me talking about moving...thinking about leaving Edward up there all alone. But I have to, really I do. I can't go up there. I can't even say I'm going to the city and really go to him! I can't! it's just illogical! I wouldn't be able to stand it! He's all alone. And I hate that, but I need people. I wish there was a way to be with him, and to be around everyone... but there isn't. it just can't happen.

So this is goodbye. The last entry. I'll never forget Edward. But I can't remember him.

So goodbye past! Hello future! Hello new loves, and new friends!

I love you, Edward."

Kim gently put that final period in and closed the book. The class was long over, but no one seemed to tell her, it didn't matter much anyway, she was going home. The packed up her books and walked silently out of the classroom, and out of the school. She hugged the notebook tight to her chest.

She walked through the dark trees and up the steep mountain. She saw the garden sculptures... This is what Heaven looks like. She told herself.

Kim stood silent. Making sure that she didn't hear the snipping of his scissors.

She crept up and placed the notebook in the palm of his hand... the sculpture.

"Good bye, Edward" she whispered. Blowing a kiss towards the old house.

she left that day only to come back years later and raise her children in Suburbia.

Kim was not unnoticed. Edward watched longingly from the window. Wanting to touch her, but knowing he couldn't. He waited a few minutes before going downstairs and into the garden to retrieve what she had left.

Carefully he carried the notebook upstairs and sat on his bed.

He opened to the first page he recognized Kim's graceful writing.

"When I close my eyes I can still see him..."

well folks, that's all she wrote!

Just a sweet little fic. With an ending that Burton would be proud of.

And for the final time:

Disclaimer: I don't own Edward Scissorhands, he is the ingenius creation of Tim Burton, and forever will be.

Thanks to all my readers.