Duncan

'Her eyes. It hit me. The girl I was on had the most beautiful eyes I'd ever seen. Now she's holding on to my waist. On my motorcycle.MY motorcycle. Not Geoff's, not Trent's. MINE. I wanted to stare into those eyes. I really do. I hope she feels the same way.' I thought in my head. I peek out of my daydreams and see my house. I park behind my dad's car. I get off my motorcycle. She sits there. She stares beyond my house. To the graveyard nextdoor. "Oh, don't mind that. It's not that spooky." I tell her. I try to get her to focus. She looks like she's possessed. I wonder what's wrong.

Miranda

I stare beyond the house. I stare at the graveyard. It looked so familiar. I step out of my trance and nearly fall off the bike. Duncan reaches his arms out and catches me. I get on my feet. We walk to the door. When we get inside,I look shockingly. It was a typical house, but that wasn't the shocking part. His dad was an undertaker. He buried the dead bodies outside. I look around and see Duncan's parents walking toward us. "Who is this young lady?" his dad asked. "Dad, this 'young lady' is... is... I forgot to ask your name." I look at his parents. "I'm Miranda. Duncan saved me from someone. He wants me to stay here until it's safe." Duncan's mom speaks up," Do toi want something to eat?" I shake my head,"I'm not that hungry. Can I go check out the graveyard?" Duncan's parents nod. I walk out the door and over to the graveyard. I knew that the graves were sorted par abc order, so I went over to the Ps*. I start with the Pa's and make my way to the Po's. I look for Ja's. I stop. I turn my body. There it is. I cry, not stopping the tears from dropping. I hug the tombstone as I mourn over my parents.


*It sounds wrong.