It was fall
I was at the Cemetery
I had this ritual when I was alive to go see this girls grave every fall
No one but my old friend Sara knew about it
We were no longer friends, so this year I went alone
It was about a 30 minute walk from my house
We would usually bring some pot and munchies
and stay there till she had to be home
But I didn't smoke pot anymore
and I wasn't hungry
The only reason I was there was because of Mary Smith
She was only 17 when she had died
Me and Sara always used to wonder how she died
We both had some kind of connection with a grave that had been there for 80 years
But this time it was just me
all alone
This cemetery was beautiful
It didn't have any place that a car could go through
So people had to park their cars on the other side of the road
and walk up the old stone steps
and then no one from the road could see you
There were so many beautiful trees there
Big Giant ones, the one were you always wished you could climb, but never could
I was actually staring at one of theses tress when it happened
I don't know who it was
or why they used an axe
but the first blow to the head killed me instantly
I staggered around dead for a minute and realized I wasn't alive
when I finally got the picture
I noticed this person with all black on, with a mask to match
was still swinging the axe
My body was a bloody mess
Limbers here and there
My once beautiful Blondie hair was just scattered around like someone had taken a chainsaw to it
It was insane
All I knew is that this person sure did hate me
I mean, murders don't just do this for fun
Someone did this to me out of hate
I had told my mom before I left I was going down there
I never told her why
I just told her I was
and that was the end of it
I knew it would be a very long time before anyone found me
So I decide to "float home"
It seemed a bit faster since I didn't have to walk
When I got there my mom was fighting with everyone
as usual
and my brothers were being mean to her
as usual
Scotti was smoking pot in the back yard
So I decided to float around him and see if I could get a whiff
Nope
"Michelle what are you doing floating and shit"
HE WAS LAUGHING AT ME
"you can see me Scotti"
"Plane as day, your mom is pissed, what took you so long to get home?"
"I AM DEAD SCOTTI!"
"whatever Michelle I am not that high"
and then he walked away
I had remembered that people that do drugs, can see other things that normal people don't
But I didn't know it was true for pot
They found my body two weeks later
in that two weeks my boyfriend had declared to everyone it was over
ha ha
Then had sex with his ex girlfriend
If I had had the ability to cry I would have
My mom didn't do anything
Not even call the cops for a runaway
I had cried wolf too many times I suppose
My friends were worried
But not enough to convince anyone
When they all found out
Andy cut his wrist
Mom punched a wall and broke her arm
Michelle Cut herself, so deep she had to go to the hospital
My dad... well he was in Texas
Everyone else just cried
and waited for the funeral
My body was not shown of course
They spoke a few good words
and then cremated me
Like idiots
I hated the thought of being dead
and even worse the thought of my ashes on a speaker in my living room
I had just enough time to write this story through Scotti when he was stoned
he is just laughing
He is SO dumb
She is gone now hahahahahahaha
Some black thing came and got her
hahahahahaha
damn...
Author notes
SICKSADWORLD rules
Can you guess who killed me? hehehe
Written August 23rd, 2004
A contest entry
- BEWARE ! YOU ARE IN FOR A SCARE ! ( EASIEST CONTEST EVER )(PREWRITES ALLOWED ) by Alex Hex.
300 points, ended May 8, 2008, 12 entries
Bronze trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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WHO , AH UM , WHO KILLED YOU BABY ?
woooooooooooooooooooooow ! that was really damn scary , srry but u would have made me piss in my pants in fear !!
it was really a wonderful write ,
thank you so much for entering and best wishes in the contest ,
your friend and host ,
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well I thought it did seeins how it was an old friend that had killed me, but oh well, thanks for the comment
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This really did not fit into the contest. However it was well written, it didnt belong in this contest.
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Very different, and great. You have a bit of humor and a bit of personality into this one. It's a very different type of write. As I said, you write for the reader, and the reader, which is me at this time, love it. I really love this write. -
i have no idea who killed ya but hey, at least you get to haunt the pot heads right? i mean 4-20 is gonna kick ass for you this year. lol.
great stuff.
-Lorelei -
wow , its great to know that even at this length it can hold my attention and i have a short attention span
this is a great poem good luck in the contest
laura -
wow this is great defintly differnt... are u somehow promting drugs? lol nah its got its own weirdness to it i like it! great!
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your right...mine is shorter..a lot.
Good poem, and good luck. Well written!
~Brad -
I just liked the title, yea I is a show, but it's not based on it or anything, infact it's my favorite show ever! LOL
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yea it was her
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This was really good but very long... It kept my intrest though. I liked it~It was different but in a good way. Great write!!! From ASmileIs4Ever2
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i'm guessing its sara but that is a really good write i really got an image good luck in the contest
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No, i cant guess who killed you, but this is a very good image of your death. Pity you had to float away and see your relatives so insane, but anyway, good job!
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nice poem really, I looked at the title and though "hmm, isn't that a show?". Anyways, I don't know if this has anything to do with the show "dead like me" but it's a great show...and great poem
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This is another great poem of yours! I love reading your stuff It's very very good Very well worded and described. I am a fan of your poetry, I love it Keep up the great work and thanks you for sharing this with us I want to see more.
Take Care, Fallenangelkt x
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