Busy Life

Hey,
Sorry I haven’t written in awhile. Life is interesting to say the least but it’s been busy. On Friday I went to work and then my mom came and picked me up. She and I went to Wal-Mart’s and we got me a wii and a wii fit. I have been wanting one for awhile and so I was in a kind of high to actually get it. The reason I wanted it was because it would be easier to work out when it just in my room. And it’s a lot of fun. So that was that. On Saturday, I went off to a halo party with Stephen. We went to his friend Terrell’s house and had a lot of fun. Other then I was the oldest one there other then Terrell’s parents so that was kind of interesting. I enjoyed though talking to Terrell’s parents and playing Stephen’s favorite game apples to apples. I did though kill some people in halo. I am slowly getting better which is always good. It’s a good way to get aggression out.
On Sunday, we went to the Laudies and had dinner there. Stephen played with Brother Laudie in pool and do believe Brother Laudie won. I learned finally how to make Chicken and dumplings and made it for Stephen and I. Stephen made some really good dark chocolate brownies and my mom made this really good lemon pound cake. We played a lot of golf card game which is one of my favorite games. I won the first time we played and I believe my mom won the second time. Though I pretty much handed the good cards to Stephen.
On Monday, I went off to math class and then went off to work. Once I was done I decided to hook up my wii and I worked out for a good time. Then on Tuesday I went off to classes and learning about the twenties in History. And learning about different places around the world in Biology. Though in Biology I had an hour and a half nose bleed which left me feeling sick to my stomach. Then in Music class we had to present I might save my video and put it up on here. It was kind of weird to tell the truth. On Wednesday I did pretty much what I usually do on Wednesdays. Then Today…so far learning about the Dust Bowl and Depression. Did you know that the unemployment rate right now is 7.6. My history teacher said that when we hit double digits it’s more serious. Let’s hope that we don’t get to that.

Oh and I have my story here:
As the Dead Lies
Melly had blond roots hiding under the black hair dye job that she did to herself the night before. The black dress she wore covered her from neck to her ankles and the heavy boots on her feet felt like she wouldn’t be able to move at all. The make-up on her face plastered and crusted to her perfect round cheeks to show her youth. Melly eyes glanced around the room and saw a little girl hugging her mother. She wished she wasn’t there at all watching this family mourn their loved one. Melly stood in line to meet the family some family members she rather not meet and others she wondered about. When her hands shook an old weathered lady, Melly eyes met the famous trait. The old lady blue eyes shown into Melly’s brown eyes like a beacon of familiar. How she craved to see the blue eyes on someone else. Her hands were soft as she had caressed her grandchildren faces over the years. When Melly came up on the little girl, she too had the familiar blue eyes. The little girl most likely had no clue what was going on but knew it was something bad as she had tears streaking down her face. The mother of the child stared at her with cold dark blue eyes. She never let Melly touch her hands as they were clenched to her side, “You shouldn’t have come.”
“I had too.” Melly took notice that the mother’s clothes looked like they came off of a shown room. The jewelery was sparkling and nearly blinded everyone in the room and Melly took notice how everyone tried hard not to stare at the two of them as they were holding up the line, “Sandra, I am sorry for your loss.”
“You are the one who killed him,” The lady eyes shown hard onto Melly’s face. Melly felt her self pull back into her shell begging to move on the next person. So in deed Sandra was still blaming her even though after several times of trying to say it wasn’t her fault.
Melly finally walked to the casket the was all black with a equisetic design on the box. She leaned in and saw the familiar face of a friend and wished that his eyes would open. His black suit was closed tightly around his musle frame and she knew that he was never into wearing suits. She chuckled to the fact that she now knows why, it wasn’t his type of clothes. Her soft angelic hand gently ran through the now waxed hair and pushed it to where he usually wore his hair. He looked like he would if his mother ordered him out of a magazine. She leaned her petite body frame down to where she can kiss him from another’s view it most likely looked like she was trying to climb into the casket with him. When her lips touched his forehead a sob escaped her body and she closed her eyes hoping to stop the tears before they came. She stood up straight knowing the truth that she wasn’t the one who drove him to where he is now. But glancing at his friends next to the casket, she felt like if they had mind powers she would been dust awhile ago. She nodded her head at them and then looked back at the casket, “You had to leave me, and now I am on my own. I need you, Ryan.”
A couple of tears escaped her eye and hit the body in the casket and when she turned around her eyes hit the familiar cousin she met a year ago. Micheal was the total opposite of his cousin in the casket. He was taller and more boulder in his move as if with each step he took would shake the room. The clothes he wore now were different from black to blue. He wore a bright teal blue shirt and jeans to his cousin funeral. He held his head up and straight. The blue eyes that were familiar to Melly like diamonds to a girl and his eyebrow arched at Melly. “Hello Melody,” Micheal said looking at her then at the casket, “It’s too bad we have to meet at this time.”
“Yeah,” Melody heard the Sandra telling other family members who she is and she let out a big sigh. She knew more glares were soon to follow, “I wish it was a different time to see you again.”
“It seems like you are not the right person to talk to today, why is that,” Micheal said glancing around the room.
“Perhaps it’s because everyone believes that Ryan and I broke up two days before…” Melly cut off and glanced away scared she just made another person dislike her. Micheal hand touched her chin and turned her to face him, “He called me, it’s not your fault. You doing okay though?”
“No, I miss him. I knew this was going to happen.”
“The fight?”
“Yeah, he told me that I deserve better. He said he couldn’t let himself take me down and he also told me he doesn’t deserve to live. I blew up at him, I guess.”
“It’s not your fault you couldn’t have known. More then truth it’s his own fault.” Micheal said glancing at his younger cousin. Melly then said, “I asked…”
“What did he say to you?”
“He told me he had it all planned out. I told him if he loved me he wouldn’t do this.” Melly then ran her hand over her left hand and felt the ring the movement caught Micheal’s eye, “When did he ask you?”
“The first day of the summer vacation. That’s why he wanted me to meet you, he said he wanted your opinion on our relationship. Because he valued your opinion verus anyone elses.”
“I didn’t know that was why.”
“Yeah, I didn’t either.”
“So here we are still at the funeral for him.” Micheal glanced at his cousin to his cousin’s was suppose to be wife. He watched her try and block out the crowd glaring at her which was getting more and more since word was starting to fly. Melly then said, “I think it was more of way for him to stay alive.”
“I don’t think so, he loved you,” Micheal said raising an eyebrow at her.
“The engraving has more meaning to it now, then ever before.” Melly said taking off her glove on her hand. Micheal looked down at the ring and was impressed with what he saw. It fit the young women standing in front of him. She then said, “I love you, those three words have more meaning then life.”
Melly glanced at Ryan in the casket and then tears just fell down her face like a water fall. She had no clue how she was going to handle the actual funeral tomorrow as this was the wake. Nothing in the room was like the man inside the casket, it was his mother written all over it. Ryan would have some sport memobilia and pictures of her with him along the casket. He would want that kind of place. Melly realized that this was a place where she shouldn’t be. She looked at Micheal then smiled a sweet smile, “You know. I think I know what he meant that day.”
“What do you mean?” Micheal said glancing back at her.
“He said, Melly don’t let my family take over. You know me far better then anyone else does.” Melly chuckled then turned to face the casket and said, “I am going to do just that.”
Micheal then without knowing knew what Melly meant and watched her leave the funeral home. He was sure that tomorrow was going to be an interesting day and in truth he couldn’t wait to see it.