Authors: Ella Price
I
stepped out of the woods, and looked at the remnants of the house. It had burned
over eight years ago. Sometimes it still felt like it was yesterday. My uncle
owned the land and he never rebuilt. I was sure it wasn’t a good memory for
him. I could imagine the guilt of betraying his own family was overwhelming.
I
walked up onto the platform of the house. It was cracked and overgrown with
weeds. I remembered where each room was as I looked around. I saw something
glint in the moonlight. The moon was directly overhead. It was a beautiful
night. I walked over to the area and knelt down. I brushed the dirt aside and
hesitated. It was a necklace, my mother’s necklace.
I
fought tears as I retrieved the necklace and brushed the dirt off it. She was
wearing it the night she died. I put the necklace on, and closed my eyes. This
was it, this was where I wanted to die. I wanted to be with my family. I
pressed the stake to my chest, and braced for the pain I would feel next. I
only hoped it would be over quickly.
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