Crys: A Discovery

by Karissa (KIRA) Uh... Who Am I? in a hissy fit and screaming like a kid

Later that day, I wrote a poem. I would rather draw, but I didnt feel like concentrating. When I finished, I put it up on the wall:

"Why me?

I have a horrible life,

One filled with bad life,

Horrible deaths.

Why me?

Why am I going through this?

What is there to accomplish?

I know that life is meant to be happiness,

But why me?"

It was corny, I know, but it popped in my head. I was ready for bed now, and was really sleepy.

The next day, I woke up to the sun in my face. I quickly got used to it. For some reason, I felt lilghter, like nothing can stop it. I knew that feeling. Someone was going to die. My stomach dropped. "Holy crap," I whispered. I put on some jeans and a jersey, and walked to Devon's room, across the hall. I knocked and came in. Devon was no where in sight, so I decided to wait for him, because of the sinking feeling. I looked at some pictures. There was some hand-drawn, and from a camera. He had pictures that he'd drawn of me in a small box. He was good, better than me. I picked some up. There was one of me reading a book and laughing at something in it. I remember the book. I remember that day. I thought he was wriiting to his mom. The pictures were in a black scrapbook.

I flipped through it, and saw some more pictures. There were only pictures of me, and no one else. I closed the scrapbook and put it back. It was then I caught the title: Pics of Crys. I stared at it. It had a picture of us at a theme park on the front. I turned and ran to my room, into the secret compartment. I locked it and took out the key to the trunk. I dug through it until I came to a picture of me, him, and Angel. We were all smiling. I put them in a bag and crawled out of the secret compartment, SC for short.

I ran all th way to the hospital, and into Angel's room. She was up, reading a book. "Angel! Can you explain something?" She looked up. "Well hey to yourself. Whats up?" I showed her the picture of us at the theme park. "Why was Devon staring at me?" Angel looked at me funny. "You mean you didnt know?"

"Know what?" I asked. I was dreading the answer.

"Devon is in love with you." I sank to a chair. "How come I couldnt see it Angel?" Angel shrugged. Devon came in. "Hi," I said. "Hey dude," Angel said. She was looking at the book. "Guess what?" she burst out suddenly. "What?" "This book is like a TV! How come I've never read before?" Me and Devon looked at eachother and laughed. Angel was acting funny. That was our last laugh with her.