...Three months later
I was standing there when they were putting the coffin into the ground, my Mother she got hit by a train, I see Emily standing on the other side with other people all dressed in black I could see she was wearing a big black hat and a black coat wearing red lipstick. After the funeral I walk up to Emily, she looks at me with sorrowful eyes and says “I’m sorry” I hug her and she hugs me back.
They both grow up and they both live with each other, they both love each other, but not in that way.
Writers note sorry it’s not a happy ending sort of, And also if you have any of this problem, please go to a cancel, get some medical help, or call a helpline, the helpline are normally free, if you don’t want to talk to them in person, you can go online and find a website you can call or text them.