Your Gone. ch. one

My throat pounded with a hard lump in it. Mr. Elizer's word's hit me like a bag of brick's. How could this have happened? Why, would this happen. I choked out a few words, "But.. I.. I lo.. loved him.." My mind raced with memories. An overload of happiness shattered in my head and I screamed, whipping my body around and runing toward the one thing that held us together. I ran across the street, nearly getting rammed into by the Silver minivan, the woman driver screaming out many words that my mother would have my tounge for. I sprined across the elderly womans lawn and onto the rough, painful sidewalk. I ran, holding back the scream I wanted to unleash from the pain of the concrete. As I got closer to what I had been headed for, I haerd my name. It was my mom. She had crossed the sidewalk and was now walking towards me. I looked forward again and kept running. Tears fled down my face and rolled off my cheeks. There it was, the white oak tree. I collapsed to the ground, and tears burst from my painful eyes. My heart had felt like it was broken into a million shards of glass. My body felt weak, as though i had just ran a marathon. I ran my numb fingers over the carving in the wood. My body tingled and went limb. A large thud had concluded that I had fainted. The only thing I rember after that point, is Mr.Elizer. I couldn't believe what i had heard, Bobby had been killed? This must be a horrible dream, a horrible dream that will lead me to waking in a harsh cold sweat, it din'twork out that way. My boyfriend had been shot. Fate, maybe? But without even getting a goodbye? This was not going to be easy, and I knew that. This would be a ride worth living, a story worth telling.