i cant remember why i wrote this. i think i wanted to write a story that would forshadow to the ending but everyone knew the ending after the third sentance. well, i liked it. i like the first paragraph the best. read on and tell me what you think.

The Signs

I would have said it hurt, but I couldn’t feel it. In fact, I’m still not sure what ‘it’ was. I only remember lying in a hospital bed flashing in and out of life. Yet it was here I woke up. Here, in the shadow of a tree. Smooth marble slabs surround me. A salty scent was in the air. Sadness hung about this place. It was peaceful, though; full or forgotten love.

I made my way home and found that it wasn’t far. As I turned onto my street, the air grew somber. It was dark and suffocating. The dark feeling nagged at me, reminded me of something that I never should have forgotten. With each house of a friend I passed, I noticed a small black flag flew at the front doors. That, too, was nagged at me. It was like an itch that I just couldn’t reach.

At the top of the hill my house waited. The front door was open and my dog was in the front yard watching down the street. She was waiting for me. I could tell. After all, she was my dog. She must not have noticed me though as I slipped right by her into the house. That was weird. She notices everyone.

Inside the house was choked with despair. It was clouding my mind. I slowly made my way upstairs. The door to my room was open. But then, I always leave it open on warm days. I walked in to my room and there, sitting on my bed, crying, was a girl. She was facing away from me. My room was the same except for the unmistakable air of stillness. A great pause was in effect in this room. Again there was that nagging itch.

The girl turned around and I realized it was my best friend, my sister. I called out to her, but she didn’t reply. I called out again and still she ignored me. Then it clicked.

The marble slabs, the hospital beds, the somber street, the black flags, my dog waiting, the despair, and then… her tears in my room. Her words confirmed it.

“Wherever you are, I miss you and love you. I wish you hadn’t died.”

good?? i hope so. i sounds good when i read it! i hope you review and tell me what you think. i enjoyed writing it and coming up with the signs...