Saturday, 17 July 2010
09:24:28 AM (GMT)
By: Wendy Crimzon.
-Note to reader.-
Hello and thank you for deciding to read this short story.
It's based on a true story.
One of my own,actuwally.
I hope you enjoy it.
It has no ending.
You can makeup what you would like.
Even show me some of your endings if you would like.
I only made this to vent my emotions that have been bottled over my old friend,
It was my tenth birthday, and I was lucky enough to be able to share my birthday
with my best friend Annie.
But i'm was also misfortunate to have her die on my birthday.
Before I get ahead of myself, let's go back three years. Let me explain my story to
Me and Annie were at the beach, wandering when she got to close to the waves and they
snatched her up and dragged her out to sea.
Her ear piercing screams still linger in my ears. Her please for help still wander
aimlessly in my mind.
And I just stood there, watching her fall to her tragic death.
Why didn't I run in to save her?
Why didn't I call for help?
Why didn't I do something, anything, but just stand there and watch with horror?
Because, I could have drownd too,
because, I had no voice left for words,
because, I was frozen with fear.
Annie was a great kid though.
She didnt deserve to die such a cruel, frightningly painful death.
Especially a death that could have been prevented.
Annie looked exactly like me.
Same hair color, blond, long, and bright.
Same electricity, heart peircing, eyes.
Same thin, happy smile.
We shared many things.
Secrets we couldnt tell anybody else.
There wasnt anyone else,
it was always me and annie.
Annie would always say with such excitement "Wendy and Annie, togeather, best friends
for life! Nouthing can get in our way!"
With her smile as big as ever and her eyes full of excitement.
But Annie did have a flaw.
Her only flaw to me.
If I ever tryed to make new friends, Annie would get jelouse.
She would say stuff like "I havent made any new friends,"
or "Who needs her/him? We have eachother!"
It would make me feel really guilty about even thinking of making a new friend.
But Annie was a gental heart.
And she was my only friend then, best friend then, best friend now, and only friend
Because, annie talks to me.
I hear her everyday.
For the past three years, her voice is the only thing I ever talk to. I don't talk to
anybody else, because Annie will get jelouse.
I always did scare off everyone else anyway.
Annie is my only friend.
And she will always be.
Well that was my shortstory of Annie.
if i feel like it, i will add more.
if theres any typos, correct them for me please?