Sad Story.. (story not a poem)

by StephanieMichelle   Aug 29, 2008


Just before dawn, the policeman arrived at the home of Ms. Kennington. All the lights were shining brightly. Ms. Kennington couldn�t get any sleep, so she decided to stay up and read a book with a glass of hot chocolate. Although Ms. Kennington was never married, she was dating a man named Jacob Salvatore. They had been together for more 2 years. Jacob worked as a pilot, so he was hardly ever home. Sometimes at night Ms. Kennington would find herself crying, hoping he�d be okay.
All of a sudden, Ms. Kennington heard a loud knocking on her door. She got up quietly thinking to herself, �Who would be knocking on my door at this hour?�. Then suddenly, Jacob came to mind. When she opened the door she saw that there was a policeman standing there.
�Hello. Can I help you?� she asked. The policeman said �I�m looking for Ms. Kennington.� She replied �I�m Ms. Kennington. What�s wrong?� The policeman replied � I�m sorry to have to bring you such horrible news, but your boyfriend Jacob was in a car crash about an hour ago.� She said �That�s impossible. He not even supposed to be home for at least 3 more days.�
The policemen replied �He decided to come home early. He was going to surprise you. We found this box in his jacket pocket at the hospital.� The policeman held the black velvet box to Ms. Kennington to show her. Tears welled up in her eyes as she opened it. She replied �He�s dead isn�t he?� �I�m sorry to say this, but yes. He didn�t make it.� Replied the policeman.
Ms. Kennington no longer could hold back the tears. As she was crying she thought to herself, �Tomorrow was going to be our 3 year anniversary. And he was going to Purpose.�

**** This was for an assignment in class. Kinda stupid. But the teacher liked it :) just thought I'd share it with you guys. Feel free to comment and vote. :)*****

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