Summer sreamed so loud. I started to run through the graveyard shouting, “Summer Summer where are you” But it was no use. I’m so dumb. Why would I shout her name? I know she can’t hear me and that she won’t come. Thinking like a dog does when their owner tells them to do something, I follow Summer’s tracks. As I run like a cheetah, I hear her sream again, But this time, It was worse.

 Summer! I calles out as loud as I can. This time I heard another human. The voice of a man. It sounded like John. The One that closed the door on us. I tryed to run faster. But then I was walking. I hid behind a tree. I saw summer in someone’s hands. It wasn’t John.... It was The man that took me too. The one who called, Tryed to kill me if I didn’t tell him where my mom was so he can kill her. He was running so I made my move.

 When I made my move he punched me and I fell. As I fell I saw Summer try and and get up but she fell again and as she did, So did her breathing. I had picked up Summer but before I did I had punched the guy back. Then I pick up Summer. I take her back home. I had told her mom everything that happend and that Summer was with her brother now. Her mom was shocked. I had went home to change and then next thing I know I start to cry. I was dressed in yellow not in black for her funeral because summer love the color yellow. My mom hugs me tight. I tryed not to cry. Then everyone was standing by her coffin they all made prayers. But after it was my turn so i prayed as well hoping she will still be with me. Then someone hit me on the head.