he stood over the casket, grasping the sides and shaking. he felt a hand rest on his shoulder, but he ignored it.
βi donβt understand,β he said, hot tears running down his face, βwe were so happy. why did he leave?β he mother stood behind him and squeezed his shoulder. he clenched his fists. βitβs not fair! why is he gone? and not me?!β
βevan, itβs time to go home.β
βno. i have to stay. oh, why werenβt you happy, kacey?...β
βoh honey, he was happy,β evanβs mother said wearily. ee flinched.
βwhat do you mean?β evan asked, a small flicker of flames relighting in his eye.
βhe was murdered..β his mother began crying, walking off to the car.
βwhat..?β
the fire grew bigger.
βit was a hit and run. nobody saw who it was, all they saw was a blue car,β his father chimed in, consoling evan's mother.
the fire burned with the anger and desire to make peace with a lost soul.
βi will see who it was. i will make them pay.β
i have been trying for over a year.
my fire will always burn.
Author Notes: why did you read this? ;-;
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