My goal was to just stop it in any way possible. All I saw in front of me was colors and patterns. So this is how it would end. I pushed my foot down harder. One second, two seconds, and then a thunderlike crash and feeling of flying. And then nothing. If this was death, it was quiet. Until I heard someone speak. "Gloria?" I didn't want to move. Not yet. I felt a liquid trickle down my face. I knew it was blood. "Gloria?" The voice was stronger this time. More real. Who was it? Slowly I sat up and wiped the blood from my eyes. And everthing came flooding back. "Luke!" I shrieked, scrambling to my feet. My knees buckled and I fell. "Gloria!" The voice was real. "Glory are you ok? It's me. It's me. Luke. Please." He brushed some blood from my cheek. "Glory? Please. Please...." "Luke?" "Shhh..." I felt him pull me into a hug. "Shhh."

"Jamie!" I yelled. The word echoed as a figure appeared. shadowy, but growing more solid every second. We stared at each other. There was no noise. I held my hand up to hers and she did the same. We were mirror images of each other. I broke the silence. "We're dead." It was a fitting end. We born together. We died together. She shook her head ********* and started evaporating. I watched, horrified.

I woke up with dad sitting by me. "I'm sorry baby. Jamie..."
"Is dead." I finished for him. "I'm sorry." He held my hand as tears trickled down his face. She'll be in a better place. I thought.

But I was wrong. Dead wrong.

this reminds me of the twighlite zone,or maybe goose bumps...or something....BUT ITS GOOD! ^u^