• his chocolate brown eyes sparkled in the moonlight. the cold air swept past him and made him shiver. his started shaking even more as he held the gun to my face."you're really going to kill me?" i asked pulling a strand of hair out of my face. I pulled my light jacket closer to me wishing i had worn pants instead of a skirt."I trusted you, I trusted you and you left me there to get caught red handed!!!"he yelled with tears welling up in his eyes. I looked down at my palm and traced the scar with my forefinger."forever and ever..."i whispered to myself as i looked up at him"I know something, i know that you can't shoot me. But i will not make you shoot me don't worry i have no problem with dying now i actually welcome it." i said turning away"best friends forever and ever" i said right before i took the plummet to what i thought would be my death"NOOOOO!!!" i heard someone yell from above. i started thinking about what lead up to my tragic suicide,as the police would claim,everything was fine when mike and i first met. i started thinking, thinking of everything and everyone i had ever seen. the best things that had happened first then faded to the memories i tried to forget. i saw mike getting his cast off his arm, he was so happy, but then i remembered i broke his arm pushing him too hard on the swing set one day. all these memories all ways had tragic endings or beginnings. but then i thought about the first day i met him there was no tragic beginning but there was an end an ending so terrible it led to my death. it was the day mike and i became best friends. it was a warm sunny day during spring and i was swinging on the swing set my dark pigtails flying as i got higher. mike was sitting by himself not too far. then the worst kid in school came along,his bleach blond hair was so bright i had to shield my eyes"hey Cyndi is that swing fun?" he asked mockingly "go away chase" i said getting higher so i might just escape him"no and i wanna swing so you have to get up. NOW!"he said grabbing the swing as i went by"don't!!!"i yelled as i flipped backwards my dress flying over my head blocking my sight. i landed on my wrist and started screaming with pain. i fixed my dress so i could yell for the teacher but when i looked up the teacher was already coming. i looked around and saw chase on the ground with a bloody nose and a black eye as mike kept hitting him."mike!!! get off of billy right now! and Cyndi you come with me you need to go the nurse." she pulled mike off billy as grabbed him by his ear and told me to follow. when i got to the nurse's i realized i had never been in here. i didn't know we had a nurse"what's wrong sweetie?" she said wiping my tears away and scraping off some dirt the was stuck to my wrist. she sat patiently as i explained all that had happened the she looked at my arm"its just twisted it'll be fine" she said patting it softly. just then the principal came in with chase"this child got into a fight and needs to clean his hands free of dried blood,"he looked toward me and said"Cyndi come with me and explain everything OK?" he said holding out his hands"don't listen to her she'll just lie to you!!!"billy yelled squirming out of the nurses reach but it was too late we were already walking down the hallway i glanced at all the artwork down the hallway and bounded up the stairs to the principals office. “so tell me everything that happened.”Mr. Arnold said as I explained what happened he played with a pen on his desk and didn't really look like he cared much at all.”well that was interesting you can go back to class”he said after I was done talking.