Dead, right on the moment of impact. That's what the police had told me, and at that moment i felt like my soul had been taken from me. Today wasn't supposed to turn out like this, this day was supposed to be happy. Today was supposed to be Aiden birthday, and our anniversary. We had two reasons to celebrate, this was supposed to be a happy day for both of us.
The day had started out so good, i was so excited for the day that i arrived at the location we were supposed to meet at an hour early. This location was the park, the place we had meet. When he arrived, i couldn't help but smile. He made me that way, he always was the one to make me smile and laugh. I hugged him tightly, and his arms were so welcoming. The day was so good, and we were both happy.
But, as evening approached, we had to part. We didn't want to though, he had no reason to go yet, but my family had wanted me to be home for dinner. I told him i would accept the punishment of not arriving home on time, if it meant to stay out with him. But he told me he didn't want me to get in trouble. And, i regret listening to his plea for me to go home. I kissed him a final time, but i didn't know that would be the last time i received his warm embrace.
I had been at home, and i had just finished eating. I was washing the dishes for my mom, and my phone began to ring. I had expected a call from Aiden, because he told me he would call me as soon as he got home. I immediately answered, my face lit up with pure happiness in my heart. But, what i didn't expect was the sad voice of a doctor on the other line. He had asked me if i was Katherine Carolina, and of course i said yes. I had wished i hadn't said yes, then, i wouldn't have to hear those heartbreaking words. I dropped one of the plastic plates i was washing that i held in one hand, and slowly held the phone from my ear.
My expression, petrified, this was nothing like what i had wished to hear. I had to wish to hear the sound of his sweet voice, but i got the worst thing possible. I feel on the ground, corrupted by a heartache and endless tears. I had got the news, "Aiden has died in a hit-and-run". HOW?! HOW COULD THIS HAPPEN?! I ran to my room, my family calling after me. I ripped down my music posters, i threw away my song books, and all the pictures me and aiden had taken together. He was always complementing my music, and my instrument skills. I couldn't stand to see anything that reminded me of him.
A few weeks had passed, i had been concealed in my room. But, my mom decided to pack up all my memories of aiden, my music, and anything musical that i took down and put them in a few boxes and put them in my closet.
1 year has passed, and i still avoid music and talking to boys. The girls at my school avoid me because of all this, but i don't mind. It is better to be alone, than be with people who will dissapear sooner or later. I don't want to go to the funeral of the people i care about anymore, or be hurt.
Tell me...
Is that really so bad?
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