• You want to here my story? Fine. Just don't expect me to be all 'Once upon a time'. I don't do that. So sit back, shut up, and listen or read or whatever.
    My name is Enna. I used to be a happy calm and collected girl. Well, I still am. Somewhat. But, that all went down hill when my best friend Ariel died. Ariel was the best thing that happened to me. I used to be alone all the time until she saved me from my lonliness. I remember so clearly now, her long dark brown hair, her warm friendly smile. She made me happy. But she just had to die! The world just had to take her away from me, didn't they? And the worse part, it was my fault she's gone now.
    Even when we were younger she shared with me, helped me with my work, she was the best friend you could ask for. I remember the last thing she asked me before she died, "Would you like to help me with my peace speech for the creative writing assignment?"
    I declined. No way in hell was I going to help her do something for this Earth. It has done nothing for me. The universe was cruel to me! My mother was never around and I lost my dad to the universe as well. So why should I? Then, I realized I was wrong. The universe did give me something. They gave me a friend. They gave me Ariel. But I had realized this fact too late... she was gone.
    It was the last day of school, Ariel and I phoned our parents saying that we were going to the cliffside; it was were we always went when we had something on our minds. The cliffside was a beautiful place! It had various kinds of flowers and the grass was always green. But now, the grass is brittle and dead. Weeds spread amongst the once shinny daffodills. I see black roses. I tell my mother, but she says there aren't any just dead grass and weeds no roses anywhere.
    I go to Ariel's funeral, I wouldn't stop crying. Then, my mother said something that made me want to attack her, "She's freaking dead. Get over it!"
    How could she? She knew how much Ariel meant to me and yet she acted like Ariel didn't exist! Like she was some insignificant little worm that should have been stepped on or something. At that moment, Mother was dead to me. But I guess, she always has been. After the funeral, I made it my goal to never speak to Mother again. She was inforcing that goal with a passion, until she broke the long silence with these words,"You need to be stronger! Don't cry about every little thing, understand?"
    I told her,"Every...little...thing! Ariel was NOT an 'every little thing' OK? She was my friend! The only one who cared about me!"
    I felt like jumping out of the car, taking my life and meeting Ariel where we could be together without life's distractions and the hate that ingulfs this world. But sadly, the car was going too fast and even if I did die I wouldn't meet Ariel in the afterlife. Not ever.
    I know you've been asking yourself, "How did she die?" this entire time. Well, I'll tell you how she died.
    We were talking about her speech on the cliffside when she got ticked at me and said, "How dare you?! The world needs us Enny! And I will answer the call even if it kills me!"
    "It has done nothing for me! Shut the hell up!"
    "Damn you, Enna! You are so selfish and bitchy!"
    I approached her. Angry and sad. How dare she yell at me. "You wanna test that wish? Let me tell you, you just ordered a death wish. So, if you don't shut up I'll grant it!!"
    She kept backing away and I came closer. We were at the cliffside's cliffside now. I can still see the fear flashing in her eyes. One palm. One palm did it. She faltered and she fell. Dead. She's dead now. I'm sorry Ari... One black rose. One black rose lay in front of me. Dead. It's dead. Like Ariel. I pick it up and it breaks. Crumbles into dust. My heart does the same. Suddenly, black roses surround me. Darkness surrounds the light that once was my happiness.
    I run away from the scene and come back 2 years later, longing to see Ariel again. I realize she's not there and out of my control, I shed tears that mother would call "useless". I see a figure as I lay on the brittle grass. It looks like...Ariel. I rise. I run to the figure. Before I could stop I chase the figure off the edge of the cliff. Out of my control...I am dead. I die. Mother doesn't have a coffin for my body to rest in nor my soul. I walk. My dead lifeless feet float. I walk the Earth. Never to stop. The rose is dead. Like Ariel...Ariel... She greets me with an outstreched hand. I cry as I place my palm in her cold, lifeless hand. This new feeling in her palm was my fault. I follow her to place I was certain I could never go. "Do you understand my pain?" she asked.
    Do you understand mine?