It was the day of the art club field trip and of course I was overthinking things. I was so excited to see my girlfriend but I thought about how Joe, nolas stepfather,may not let us be "friends" if he saw how close we were
~~~~~~~~~~at the field trip~~~~~~~~~~~~
We were finally there and we were getting on the elevator, I thought about how terrified I am of tower of terror( the worst ride, I do not recommend) I was holding hands with Nola but no one would know it was to crammed in the elevator. But then the rusty elevator stopped, my heart almost stopped as I held Nolas hand tighter, my hands were shaking, already assuming the worst. A kid then pressed the emergency call button and after a few minutes security opened the door. Nola rushed out of there holding my hand but then I felt a sharp pain on my chest,the elevator door had crushed me. I let out a scream as my glasses fell on the ground, I started to cry. I looked into Nolas eyes, my vision getting blurred as I looked into Nolas tear filled eyes. And then everything was dark, I couldnt hear the screams of the art club members. I felt so cold, it was unbareable. And then I saw my body" what, no, this can't be happening, I can't be dead, Nola needs me, I NEED NOLA". I said,if I was alive, I would be crying but nothing, I was a ghost,and ghosts can't cry. I tried to hug Nola but I just fell through her. "No no no no no no no. Please,let this be a dream, let me wake up tomorrow and see Nolas smile,and I won't even be mad if she calls me short. Please,Anyone, help me". I call out but no one can hear me, I'm dead.
~~~~~~~~~~ at my funeral~~~~~~~~~~~~
I see my family, my friends,Nola. But I was too sensitive to see them like this so I ran away into the forest and I fall asleep,hoping to not wake up.