People say I'm crazy. I say what I see is real. My parents don't ever listen and my best friend ignores me sometimes. Maybe she's not my best friend. As I walked through the grave yard my brother was buried I felt tears run down my face. I turned around and ran towards the church. I opened the door and slammed it shut. My sobbing got louder. I closed my eyes for a split second and then looked down. I saw a note saying Before you read. I picked up the note and turned it over to see more words. Look under.