That face, my burning mind, those burning memories, the disaster, the terror, my best friend. The terror and vivid memories live on but she does not. I would live with the most fright and burning .If I done right thing, if I'd saved her, they say it's not my fault, I should get a medal for bravery but they weren't there. I had it in my grasp but I left, I left my best friend die .The burning, it cannot live on I have to see her. I have to relive that night ,the night of doom, the night of death, the night of her disappearance.
Ok, so I killed my best friend I think you get that part. I live a lie, a lie of that night, I lie for my friend, but for the same reason I need to go back to that night.
I arrived at her house ready to go through our script before school but instead to find despair, horror and misbelief. I'd seen her last night we'd gone to watch a film we walked back and I left at her door she'd rung the doorbell and I left, so where was she. Her mum said she'd heard the doorbell, but there was no one there. Her mum also said that when she left with me she was angry and confused, she going to be an older sister. Yet she never mentioned this to me and we tell each other everything. She isn't stupid. Yeh she'd be upset but not stupid.
I racked my mind through the last 10 years I known her Nursery, Primary + high ,nothing expect one memory, nursery. One of the girls had ripped her head of Barbie and called Barbie's stupid ,Katrina brown always been mean anyway she'd gone and cried we were looking for hours and we found her in the cupboard sucking her thumb + crying.
Lucy was always strong-willed but never stupid it wasn't in her nature she was clever and smart and pretty. She wasn't popular though like she could have been because she wasn't stupid. She didn't smoke or drink or anything like the people our age do.
That night we'd had a fight, she had a boyfriend, Paul he was funny and handsome and clever just like her but he was also strong-willed. He was moving to America and she wanted to go with him. I could have supported her and seen her get ripped down when her mum stops it or just try and get her too see why she couldn't go. I went with option 2 she was angry with me, I'd never seen her that angry but then I didn't know she'd been told she was going to be an older sister. Lucy doesn't or didn't fit the picture of a older sister she can sometimes be caring and she's always funny and good to be around but she's a bit arrogant and well selfish she doesn't care about other peoples lives unless it crosses into hers. But then she has cared for me before but not that much. She finally clamed down and we had a laugh but I didn't let her calm down quick enough. I was selfish and stupid but what about her?
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