Graveyard
The year is….too many years into the future to count. Your name is David Beyonce Strider, and despite all these years passed you’re still only 16. Well, physically.Its come to the point that most of your friends have died off now, most of old age, you hope. You don’t know honestly, its hard to keep track of everyones deaths. But you know that they recently buried a friend of yours who goes by the name Marcus, and although it took awhile to figure out where it was, today you are visiting his grave.You weren’t super close, or at least it never seemed that way, but you don’t know how many people would actually put the work in to visit some dead person way out here. Amongst the graves, you stick out like a sore thumb, your bright colors against the dreary backdrop. You kneel down to the grave with his name enscribed."i’m sorry" Is the first words you can think of to say as you run your hand over the name on the stone. You’re not sure why you’re sorry or for what, but surely at one point you did something to him that deserved an apology. Maybe just not becoming super great friends with him, was what you were sorry about."i dunno what t’say rlly, i guess, i nvr rlly thought bout how my friends were gonna die without me one day…." He said, looking around the empty graveyard. “guess i gotta make summore friends now, huh?" He add jokingly, offering a smile to the grave.The grave didn’t smile back, because graves don’t smile, and neither do dead people.It isn’t long before you spot some stranger walk into the area, they’re carrying a heart-shaped box and flowers. They go to another grave. You look back to Marcus’s stone.
"i-i didn’ know i was s’posed’ta bring sumthin…i didn’ bring anythin…" You said, almost like you were scared. You didn’t know how it worked to visit graves. Not real ones like this."i jus..i guess i…i could giv’ya a kiss…or sumthin…" You said, looking over at the other visitor and scratching your head. You then climbed up onto the grave, carefully, and put your hands against the stone, leaning forward and kissing it, holding it for awhile before pulling back and just sitting on the grave."….there" You said, softly. “i dunno what else t’do, i guess i can say im gonna miss you….cuz you were a cool one, uhm, yeah…" You were getting weird looks for being legitly on the grave. You stood up then. “see ya marcus…i mean, i guess…" You stood and stared at the grave for a moment before starting to turn. “uhm….yeah…see ya babe" And with that you flashstepped away.
