Post by misterrobinson65 on Nov 23, 2009 10:16:14 GMT -5
They hadn't spoken much since that day, 2 months earlier. She could still hear the russling leaves as they dance around her feet, the cold wind brushed against her face, causing a tear to form. That where she saw benjamin jackson, in the distant then the flash of light. She couldn't be sure what was happening but the quietness had broken the night silence, and she could feel death brushing by her, racing to claim a lost soul. He never saw her, or did he. Days on days went by, he still spoke to her in pas*ing, but the hair raised on the back of her neck each time. It didn't help that story that had appeared in the papers about a young woman being shot and killed. Why hadn't she reported what she saw or what she thought she saw. Everyday she came home and pondered the dilemma, benjamin didn't seem like that type, but again its always that type. She decided to write a note and leave it on his car it simply read "I SAW YOU". She went on with her day, the next day as she readied to leave for work, she noticed a note on her car. She picked it up, looked around then opened the evelope, the note read "I saw you too". A pain ripped through her chest as she felt her knees weaking, the bullet came from trees behind her complex and found its mark. Her eyes gave way to darkness, and her last thought was "why"
