Colorful Socks

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  • Published: 30 Nov 2012
  • Updated: 14 Jan 2014
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Have you ever thought something was lucky?Well i found something thats lucky.Well my parents bought me them but it truely is lucky.They bought them for me when i was about to die the first time,because i have cancer and all.Of course im okay right now atleast.I hope i dont have that feeling anymore. 6:59 Scares me half to death now.Im weaing my sock all day now.My Colorful Ones.


16. Goodbye My Lover

                                                  Luci's P.O.V

My hearing fades out. The thoughts come down to only memories of the past. My vision is darker then ever. No more life, no more love. No more of the ones I love. Then I replay my life over again. Starting from when my eyes opened, to now.

"Look at this beautiful girl," My grandma holds onto my moms bedside, and she's holding onto my dads arm.

"Yes. She's perfect," My dad cries out, then my eyes open, and I'm breathing heavily and crying.

"Come on Luci! Are you ready to open presents," my cousin is speaking.

"Yesss!" I scream as a two year old.

"Run! You got this! Shoot! And score!" My soccer couch is screaming and cheering at me.

"You such a great player!" He says.

"Thanks. It comes with the first grade package," I laugh, he does to.

"Come on Luci! It's Christmas morning!" My older cousin is dragging me out of bed.

"I don't wanna," I whine, tiredly.

"To bad! Your a freaking 2nd grader, you know how to get up!"

"I'm really sorry about Luci. We will try our best to keep her alive. She's a strong girl. She can make it threw this."

The flashback hits me hard, and I want to cry, but now that's impossible. My parents are crying, and I'm just sitting there, confused as ever.

"I love you Luci," Thomas says.

"I love you too," I tell him before he leans in and kisses me under that same tree.

"Will you go out with me then?" I remember Anne telling me about Brent.

"Yes!" She replied.

"Trust me Luci. You aren't going anywhere. Your save here with me" Thomas is saying.

"But I'm not," I think," But I'm not," I repeat.


"Luci. Just know that I love you, and I miss you so bad already," Thomas says.


Somehow in someplace, I take all the strength that I have left, manage to send it to my hand, and to ever so lightly squeeze his hand one last time. At least letting him know that this is our final goodbye, and to explain everything. That I love him for all that he is, and even though I can't tell him, he knows deep down what I'm thinking. And while I was having those flashbacks, I started counted again, and this time it wasn't 6:59. Now it's 7.


                                                  Thomas's P.O.V

I push her hair out of the way of her closed eyes. I kiss her on the cheek, and as I do I can't help but to cry about everything. I think about how I want this to be just a joke, or a nightmare, but deep down I know it's not. I back away after a few minutes of thinking, and kiss her soft pale hand.

"Goodbye my lover," I tell her.

"Goodbye my lover," I repeat.

 I grab my jacket with a ocean running down my face, take my steps softly as if not to wake her from her peaceful life, and as I turn the handle of the door I look back at her, and remember all the memories we will forever share. I whisper my last three words before stepping outside into reality again.


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