Chapter 10

I kept running from the apartment. I wanted to get as far away from that pace as possible. I ran for miles- paying no attention to the blurs that swept past- and they in turn paying no attention to me.

At last I collapsed at the side of the road. I had left the city and was kneeling next to a graveyard. A chill trickled up my spine, like water going backwards. Overcoming the feeling, I walked through the gate.

There was an almost reverent stillness in that place- as if the dead had taken all sound with them.

I stared at the names around me, wandering through the many aisles. Suddenly, the headstones ended, though the mounds continued.

This area of the grounds is reserved.

I looked behind me and saw an old man with a rake. The caretaker.

Reserved.... for what? The people who have no relatives. No one to pay for their funeral, so they get a hole in the ground. I'm probably the only one who remembers how they died.

He came up next to me and pointed to a mound.

That one there was an old man with cancer. Never bothered to go to a hospital.

He moved to a larger mound.

Those two made it into the news. DWI. Big accident on the other side of town. Killed three others. Teaches you to stay away from alcohol.

He gave a heavy sigh.

Kid like you probably doesn't care about the dead though, huh? Excuse me.

I watched him walk away, and then turned to look at the large mound.

I care.

I turned from the grave of my parents and ran out of the yard.

Authors Note- sorry about the delay. Brain blew up. I recovered and had the chapter ready, but I didn't like it so I rewrote it. Hope u like it!

Protectress of Dalidon- I'll try to put more in the chapters from now on. darn school... training me not to write endless papers...

Quietly Making Noise- thank you for the correction. I should stop relying so much on spellcheck... ;;