six feet under the stars

I opened the door to a sobbing jasey. I wish that her family would just calm down for once. But they didn't. So she was here. I grabbed my keys from the ring and walked her out to my car. I drove.
Here in the middle of November I should have grabbed my jacket. I should have known that it was cold. But I didn't want jasey to go any farther off the ledge than she already was. So now in the middle of the field I was cold.

I looked up into deep dark night sky. This is what she loves most. I layed down on the grass near her and suddenly I was teeth chattering freezing. I heard her say in the most quiet voice, "make a wish" I closed my eyes and wished that the cold would end.

I closed my eyes and began to drift off to sleep. I knew you aren't supposed to sleep if your body temperature is to low. I didn't think I was that cold. But I was growing more tired by the second.

Feeling ny heart be slow the deeper I went into sleep I felt warmer. Maybe wishes do come true. But this wasn't what I meant. I could still get to the car and run the heater. But did I really want to. By the time I decided it was to late any way.

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