"Reggie! Reggie! Are you paying attention?"
I looked up from my blank paper at the teacher. "Class is over, Reggie," she said, sighing as she looked at me. I grabbed my paper and walked out of class, barely staying awake, barely paying attention. I was preoccupied. School was the least of my worries.
Memories flooded my mind, making me want to go crazy, making me feel crazy. But I wouldn't let it show. I had to make it to the next class. What hour was it? I couldn't remember. I didn't want too. All at once, I felt as if I couldn't stay at school any longer.
My mother would be dissapointed when she found out I'd skipped class again, but she understood. I walked out of the school, letting the cool breeze consume me. Letting the memories surface. Accepting what the world had become, accepting the changes.
I never thought I would see Deliah like I now did. Tubes and IVs in her arms, surrounding her, all colorless and lifeless. Like she was dead already. It wasn't fair. If she was going to be like that, she may as well have been dead.
No, these changes in her didn't happen overnight. I had always known she would end up like this, but I didn't know it would happen so soon.
Her sweet voice echoed through my head, and tears swelled in my eyes.
"Everything good ends."
Her words were somewhat comforting, even though I'd never hear her voice again. Through the breeze, I whispered my heartfelt reply, the only reply I could muster.
"You are my sweetest downfall. Proof everything good ends."