Where Is He Now
I looked outside through my frost covered
window. Yep, it was snowing yet again today.
Third time actually. I look
down the stretch of the street that ran in
front of my house, praying that he would walk
by and yell Christin one more time. But I
knew he wouldnt. I did that everynow and
then, looking the way of his house. I laughed
to myself. It looks just like mine. Then the
tears started to fall again. This time, I
couldnt get them to stop. All I could do was
just sit here in a ball until they stoped.
Sometimes it worked, other times it didnt.
I got up and walked to my dresser to get a
tissue. My room was well equiped with them
these days. I took one out of the box then
just looked at my self in the mirror. My long
blonde hair was a mess. "If he saw me right
now, he'd laugh" I said to myself. "Couldnt
imagin what he'd say about my green eyes all
teary and my nose all red." But I already
knew that what ever was wrong with me right
then, he wouldn't mind one bit. He would just
laugh at me and tell me to stop crying.
I open the top drawer to my dresser to take
out a brush, but instead, a picture was
there. It was the one of us from when Nick
and I had gone to Six Flags back about a
month ago. We were both smiling and hugging.
I remember that day well. He had come home
from tour to spend the day with me on
Valentines day. He took me there because I
had never been there before. So naturally I
was excited. I remember that this was taken
right after had got off the giant
merry-go-round. One of those roaming photo
takers was there and she kept begging for her
to take a picture of us. It was a cheesy one,
but it was still cute. He got one in a mini
veiwer for his keychain,. while I wanted the
bigger one.
Before the tears started coming again, I
quickly put the picture back in the drawer
and grabbed my brush , slamming the drawer
shut. I didnt want to think about those days
right now. I had someplace to go. After I
brushed my hair and redid my tear stained
face with fresh new makeup, I checked out the
outfit I was wearing, making sure it looked
just right. My black slack suit. It was
always my favorite, as his too. But I think
after today, then maybe it will be time to
get a new one, maybe in green. I heared a
soft knock on my door.
"Yes?" answered as the door opened slowly
"Ready to go sweet heart?" My mom asked me
sadly. "Its about time."
"Almost. Just let me get one thing first" I
said as I opened the drawer again, moving the
picture to the side. "Theres something I want
to give him."
"Oh honey.."She said with a quiver in her
voice, "Like what?"
"The necklace.." I replied getting frustrated
because I couldn find it "Mom, I need it! I
cant find it!"
"Honey, its right here!" My mom stopped me
holding out the box I had put it in not more
than an hour ago.
"God..I thought I had lost it." I said
grabbing it to make sure it was infact in the
box.
"Its okay..Come on, we better go now." She
told me grabbing my hand. "The others are
waiting."
I grabbed my coat from my rocking chair.
Something stopped me as I walked out of my
room. I turned around to look back at it
again, making sure I hadnt left anything
behind. But something told me I had, because
the rocking chair started moving. I brushed
off the impossible and continued down the
stairs to the living room where everyone else
was waiting for me. After a few hugs
exchanged by members of the family, we then
proceded locking up the house. When we got
into the seperate cars, me riding with my
father, mother and sister Leah, we each
pulled out of the driveway and formed a
single straight line as we headed twords the
church.
back to WHERE...
