Category : Books-Fiction

Sub Category : Suspense/Mystery

I was 13 when my grandma past away. We were very close inseparable actually. We did everything together cooking,shopping,watching TV and taking a walks. I cried every single night hoping if I cried enough tears she would come back. Every morning I would visit her grave and talk to her grave stone like she's right in front in me. Till one morning I saw her standing by her grave. 

"Grandma?" I said 

"Keep your eyes open never look away and never blink" she said 

I never knew what she meant till I was too late. It happened when I turned 16. I visited her grave telling her how great my party was and hoped that she was there. I heard someone crying in the distance. I followed that sound. 

It lead me to a boy sitting on a stone crying. He had messy hair, pale skin and ripped up clothes. He looked about my age.

"Hey boy! Are you okay?" I asked 

He looked at me than looked around.

"You can see me?" He asked 

"Of course I can silly, What's your name?" 

"Alex Sage" 

"I'm Annabelle Fern" 

Alex looked at his cracked watch saw that it was almost 7 pm. 

"Sorry Annabelle I have to go" 

I went back the next day he was doing the same thing crying. 

"Hey Alex" 

"Oh hi"

"Sometimes wasting tears on someone coming back it's never the answer all your doing is wasting tears"

"Not when every tear means something special" 

"Even then it could be a waste all you have is memories of that person just don't forget the memories" 

He just glanced at me.

"I never thought someone could see the past the pain of someones death"

"I didn't I just learned to accept the death of someone I love" 

He looked at his watch. 

"I have to go" Alex said