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I walked up to the long, wooden and beautifully hand crafted coffin. I looked down at my friend,
Helena. She was in a beep sleep never to wake. It looked like her, but it didnt feel like it was
All around me family and friends were crying, their eyes red and puffy. I noticed that I
was the only one who wasn't crying. Everytime I looked at them their eyes would give me a cold, sour
look as if saying, " Why arent you crying? Dont you care that your friend is dead?
I ignored them.
Oh, how peaceful she looked! She was in her favorite
clothes, a black t-shirt that said "Welcome to the Black Parade" and she wore black jeans
with beads going up the sides.
You know I never really understood the meaning to the song
"Welcome to the Black Parade" by My Chemical Romance untill now...
I went to touch
her arm but I stopped. A sudden strike of fear ran through me, I was scared! You would think it easy
to touch a dead person, but it wasnt. It was as if I was expeting her to come alive any minute. I
finally gathered the courage to do it. I slowly lowered my hand and touched her arm. It was hard and
cold. I pulled my hand away...
It was time for me to go. I bent down and whispered in her
ear, " This is farewell but not goodbye....I will miss you. I can't believe what has happened.
I just wanted to say I lost my fear of falling...Farewell Helena..."
I felt a tear run down
I suppose you would like to know what happened, why my friend is lying in that coffin over there. I
will take you back in time, when Helena was alive and things were normal, before our lives changed
This is our story....
?????? The bell sounded. School is over. I got up from
my seat and headed to my locker. I threw my stuff in and started towards the big, wide exit doors. I
stepped outside. Tonight is Halloween. The weather was perfect for it. It was?one of the windiest
days i"ve ever seen. The? leaves were blown off the trees, but their colours were simply
beautiful. The read, orange, yellow and the brown. The trees looked so eerie. Their branches were
long, thin and looked like giant hands reaching out for you. The crows finished the effect. They
were sitting on the branches. Their CAWING sounded like screams or something most horrible. I? hated
it when they sat there looking at me with their big, black stalking eyes.
Helena and Blayne
were sitting on the stone steps, waiting. They stood up to greet me.
Helena was 16. She was tall,
about 5'6. Her hair was long, thick and a blackish colour. Helena's skin was a sandy colour, her
lips a light red and her eyes a lovely violet. She had high cheekbones.
Blayne was the tallest of
us, about 5'8. She was also 16, and so was I. She was very pale skinned. Her hair was put up in an
odd fashion, and black as night. Her bangs were to the side covering her right eye. The top was
twisted and held in place with bobby pins and the rest was in ringlets that hung to her
Me, well I am only 5 feet. My skin is a peach colour. My lips a light pink and my eyes
are a light blue. My hair is a bright blond and pulled back into a pony tail.
late!" said blayne giving me a playful push.
"Dilly Dally Shilly-Shally!" she
continued waving her index finger. "Sorry guys." I said returning her push.
started off down the road. "Are you guys going to the dance tonight?" asked Blayne.
"No, i dont think so." I replied. "Im not, i have to babbysit little Tony
Johnston" Helena said wrinkling her nose.
A caar ppulled up. It was a small red car that had
a licenses plate that read "45KnIvEs" A boy popped his head out the window. "Hey
sweetie", he called oout. It was Gerard Llebpmac, Helena's boyfriend. "Hi honey"
Helena said giving him a kiss on the cheek. "Are you going to the dance Gerard?" Asked
Blyne. "No I cant, I have my little sis to watch" he replied with a groan.
couple of minute of talking, Gerard blowing a kiss to helena,said,"Well girl I gotta go."
Helena returned the kiss and with that he was off. We continued down the street. "Well, bye
guys" I said, turning down Wellington, and waving goodbye.
????????? I walked down the
street singing quietly to myself. I wondered if I should go visit mom and dad. Yes! I thought. I
started for the graveyard.
You see, my mom and dad died in a car accident when I was 14 so I live
with my grandma.
The accident was horrible. Grandma said that they were out for a drive and they
were just coming out of the tunnel, when a white car was driving in their lane. The man was drunk,
and the teo cars collided. It started to rain when it happened. Mom and dad died instantly, but the
drunk man survived. He was taken to the hospital were he was treated. When he recovered he was
I reached the cemetery gates. The gates were tall, and made of thick iron. They
creaked when opened. I noticed they were getting rusty now. S large sign read "LOCKED", I
slipped between the bars.
I started down the path. There was a hedge surrounding the
cemetery. The gravestones were carved with the utter most care. There were statues of heavenly
angels, women crying, men in gray robes and celtic crosses.
Grandma told me that at night,
when the moon is glowing brightly, and the wind is blowing gently and the world is asleep, the dead
come out and dance on the graves. If anyone saw them, they would? catch them and won't let them go.
They take their heart and everything and keep it for themselves. Then they're alive again and the
person who saw them dancing is dead.
I have believed it.
I knelt down. "Hi mom...
Hi dad" I said feeling the teaars run down my face. "I miss you so much." I sat there
for what felt like hours. I got up and started for the gates. I heard a noise, it sounded like
shuffling. Iy was getting dark out now, maybe my mind is playing tricks on me. I convinced myself
that was it. I heard the noise again, I followed it. It stopped and I looked around and saw
something. I walked closer, a man rose infront of me. "are you real or one of the ghosts? that
haunt this place?" He asked. The man was tall, pale skinned, with dark brown messy hair and
large eyes that were a?deep, deep?blue. "No, I'm real." I said. I must have look startled
and he noticed it. "I see that I scared you." He said, I smiled. "What is a fine lady
like you doing here?" He said studying me. "Just vistiting. What are you doing here?"
"Uh...I came to say goodbye to an old friend..." He said with a mischievous
He walked me back to my house and I invited him ti stay a while and he agreed. We did
get along quite well. Grandma was surprised when he greeted her. "Hi, I'm Kyle"?he said
warmly and with that smile.
Grandma made tea and we all talked for a while, but Grandma didnt
like him much. Soon she left for bed. " I thought she would never leave." He said letting
out a sigh. I laughed. "You never told me your name." He?continued. "Well, isnt a
girl allowed a curtain mystique?" I repplied, sipping more?tea. "I guess...." He
I looked at the clock, it read 10:30 pm. "I should be going now,"
he said. I lead him to the door. He smiled and left.
????????? The next day was calm. It was
cold out and light flakes of snow were flaoting down form the sky. It was such a pretty sight. I net
up with Blayne, Helena and Gerard. I told them about my encounter last night. "Ohh, sounds
kinda sweet," said Blayne puckering her lips. "Shut up" I said squishing her lips
with my fingers."Oww, that hurts!" She said making a said face. Gerard didnt like him, i
could tell. "I dont like the sounds of him" Gerard said with distrust to Helena. "Oh,
your no fun at all, he sounds quite dreamy. How everything went hte waay it did." Said Blayne
giving him a?push.
After school I invited Blayne to come for supper and she agreed. As we
walked down Wellington I heard something from behind the hedge only a few houses away. "Blayne
some ones hiding behiind that bush." "Oh really?"?Blayne said running towards it.
"No Blayne!" I yelled?after her. She stopped at hte bush,"Ohh Shanlenn, some one
wants to go out with you tonight!" Blayne called to me. "What?" I said coming towards
her. I looked behind the bush, no one was there. "Hmm...I think your hearing things. Blayne
said blowing at her hair. "I was sure some one was here!" I replied. "Well no one is
here now." I thought that was odd, I was so sure some one?was there.
delighted that Blayne?ate supper with us.
We?had spaghetti and talked about all sorts of things.
After supper Blayne helped with the dishes and left to go home. I went up yo my room and got changed
in to my pajamas. It was cold in my room, so I went to close the window. Some one was?standing in
the?yard...watching me! I felt sorta sick. I close the window. I looked back out the window the man
was gone. Someones following me, I thought. I called Blayne. 'Hello?"
"Blayne, I saw
some one in the yard."
"Well maybe it was the neighbour..."
"Oh come on, why would anyone want to do that?"
you find it odd..."
"It's late, go to bed, maybe you were? seeing
Blayne hung up and I went to bed a little
I found it hard to sleep that night, you would have too. The tree branches scraped
against my window. The wind howled and shadows crept around me. Since I was still a little shaken, I
put the covers over my head. Soon I calmed down and went to sleep.
??????? I woke up the next
day, slightly aware of things. Today was Saturday. I called over Helena, Gerard and Blayne to see if
they could stay the weekend because grandma was away. I didnt want to be alone.
They came in the
afternoon. It was? cold and pouring rain. The sky was cloudy and dark. The sunwas hidden behind
in?the black smudged sky.
"Thanks guys for coming" I said as they came throught the
door. "Anytime" Said Helena. "I'm just a little shaken after last night and
stuff..." I continued. "Well I think your mind is playing tricks on you really." Said
Blayne getting a glass of water.
Later that day there was a knock on the door. I went to
anser it. It was Kyle. He looked most handsome. He was waering a red t-shirt and black jeans. His
hair was unkempt and his eyes a very bright slarkling blue. I stood there looking for words, but
found none. "Hi. May I come in?" he asked. "Ya of coarse." I said moving out of
the way. "Who is it?"Called Blayne. "It Kyle" I yelled back. They came into the
litchen and stopped to study him. Kyle smiled that mischievous smile. Gerard was a little stubborn
and didnt warm up to him at all. He thought that Kyle was up to something. Blayne thought he was
wonderful, Gerard was keeping an eye on her.
Helena had made tea and we all sat down in the
livingroom. It was a large room, with ivy green walls and a high ceiling. There were those
decorative plates on the walls: you know that ones with the picture on them? The windows were
covered with white lacey curtains and room had haardwood floors.
"Well what brings you
here?" Asked Gerard. "Well I was passinf by and I thought I would come to say hi."
Kyle replied 'though I have no place to stay right now. so I? have come to ask if I may stay
here...if you dont mind" he continued. "Oh but of coarse!" Blayne cried out clapping
her hands together "If its alright with you" Kyle looked at me. I glanced at Helena.
Gerard gave me a stare that said "I would do it if I were you..." Helena looked unsure.
"Umm...." I started to say but was cut off, "yees you can I'm sure Shanlenn and them
do agree." Blayne said a little to fast because her speech was a little slurred.
"Great" Kyle said smiling.
?????? We went up to bed. I slept in my room, Helena and
Blayne shared my grandma's room and Gerard said he would sleep on the couch and Kyle in the spare
There was a storm that night. The lightning was bright and went FLASH! FLASH! FLASH! So you
went blind. The thunder was so loud that you almost went shell-shocked. The rain was pounding on the
It was 11:30 when I heard noises downstairs. It was like footsteps so I thought that some
one was getting a drink or something. Soon after Helena came into my room. "Shanlenn get
up!" I heard her say.
I sat up half awake. "What is it?"
missing!" A flash lit the room. Helena looked serious and worried. "Maybe..." I
stopped speaking. Some one passed the doorway. It looked like Gerard. He was holding something.
"Alright lets go," I saaid getting up. Another flash lit the room, he was gone.
and I crept quietly down the hall. We went? down the long spiral? staircase. The lightning continued
to flash brightly, blinding us. We reached the bottom of the stairs. The floor creaked when we
walked on it.
Gerard wasn't on the couch. We checked out the spare room, Kyle was gone too.
Wow it's amazing how things change in the darkness. The shadows creep up on you, and your mind
starts to play tricks. Things seem to move in the darkness and you start to heaar stramge noises.
It's like you've fallen into a dark dream. Nothing is what it sems to be.
?? Our heads turned
when we heared a noise again. I went into the kitchen to check it out. One of the lights was
flickering and there was a few marks on the walls. I heard a?gasp by the fridge. I walked towards
it. I was surprised by what I saw. Blayne was curled up, rocking herself. "Blayne!" I ran
towards her. She was white as a ghost, her eyes wide with terror. She was shaking terribly.
"Blayne what has happened?" I continued.
"He touched me...I didn't know what he
was reallylike till after..."
She stopped. "Go on what did he do?"
I pressed fo
ran answer. "He told me things...he's not right in the head Shanlenn..."
"H-he said that he'll get. He said he'd bring her down for what she did to
"Who did he say he'd get? What did dhe do? Tell me Blayne!"
I held her
face up so her eyes met mine. "Tell me!"
"Helena...she's in danger...he's after
"What did she do?"
"She broke?his heart and now hes gunna
brake her. He's not right in the head, he's crazy."
I hugged her and said, "Dont worry.
Where is Gerard?"
"I-I dont know anymore. Last I saw him he was going after Kyle when
he saw what he was doing to me. Oh I was so scared. I was so?foolish..."
?I helped her
up and we walked down into the basement. It was dark, we couldnt see anything.?I felt for the
switch, only thelight in the back worked.?There was a slight movement behind the back shelf, so we
went to see what it was. The light just reach the spot were?Gerard was lying. He was covered in
blood. His left eye was black and his face beat up. Gerard was almost unconscious. We tried to help
him but he only moaned. We decides to leave him, he was already badly hurt.
?????? We looked
fo Helena on the first floor but found nothing. We started up the stairs. We heard a scream.
"HELENA!" I yelled.
Blayne and I ran up the stairs into another room were my grandma
would entertain guests. We played all sorts of card and bored games in this room.
A flash of
lighning lit the room. Kyle had a knife to Helena;s throat. He was talking to her. "This is
what you get for hurting me..." Helena tried to ppush him off and said, "I didnt do
anything to you! I havent met you before!"
"Oh don't you remember. Last year, the poor,
shy boy who wanted nothing more then your love. Don't you remember the notes? Remeber that day when
you broke my heart?Well now it's my turn to break you. Awww don't cry it'll all be over soon"
He said was a deadly sly smile. He really was crazy.
"And once you kill me what are you
going to tell the police?" Helena cried. "Well, I'll simply say that you lost your mind.
You murdered all your friends and then you relized what you did and ran. You ran to the cemetery
were no one would find you till morning. You ran to the mausoleum and there you took your own life.
You slit your writs." He said smirking. "your so heartless!"
"Well lets just
say I'm a bad, bad, bad, bad man. You see the blood on the wall. You see me creepin up these
"STOP!!" Blayne cried out. Kyle kept his focus on Helena. I ran into the
romm to pull him off her. I grabbed his hair and pulled his head back. Helena tried for the knife in
There was a dead silence. Kyle had stabbed Helena in the stomach. Everything
seemed to be in slow motion. Blayne let out a scream. Helena stood there. Kyle let go of the knife.
Helena backed up slowing, gasping. then she fell to her knees, then onto her stomach, pushing the
knife in even more. I was sick with terror, disgust and sadness. Then everything came into focus
again. Kyle was trying to get me off of him. Blayne had fainted at the sight of seeing her friend
die right infront of her. Everything happened so fast. I was dizzy. I remember hanging onto the edge
of the landing. I looked down. Kyle was lying on the floor. I think his neck was broken because it
was twisted in a distrubing position. I looked back up. I saw Gerard. He must have puched Kyle off
the landing with me hanging on to him. "Grab my hand!" He whimpered holding out his hand.
"Take my hand, I promise I wont let you go!"I stretched out my hand and grabbed his. His
hands were covered in blood and mine all sweaty. He pulled me up. He was too weak to keep himself
standing and he collasped on the floor.
I ran outside in the rain and started banging on the
neighbours door. A light came on and someone answered the door. "Good gad!" A man said
covering his mouth with his hands. "Please call the police and an ambulence." I cried. He
did so at once. His wife gave me a towel to drive off.
???? The police and ambulence showd up
immediately. There were all shocked at what they saw. I was too over whelmed to cry. I saw Gerard
being carried out on a stretcher. Blayne was alright, but was taken to the hospital too. Then I saw
them take out Helena and Kyle. I ran to them. "Let me see her!" I cried out. They let me
see her. Her eyes were open and her face lifeless. I out my hand over her eyes and closed them.
"Sleep" I said softly.
? Blayne recovered, but her hair is now white and she has
become aware of everything.?A jumpy girl she has become. Gerard had a bad wound and almost bled to
death. But also recovered.
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