*Its almost Christmas, i thought. Your plane should be landing soon. I smiled. Then i get to see you again. Come and eat! I heard my mom yell. Coming! i shouted back and jumped off my bed and ran to the dining room. but i looked at your face and i felt sick. you looked worried then an image of you poped into my head. we need to talk. mom started. umm...she tired to pick out words very carefully. i already knew what was wrong and tears ran down my cheeks and i ran upstairs. Honey! I heard my mom call. i ignored her. i ran into my room and shut the door and pressed the lock. i quickly turned the news on. i saw your plane. my heart sank and my tears got bigger as i heard them say..We are searching for survivers. No luck yet. those words echoed in my head. No luck yet. i rushed to the door and unlocked it. i swung it open and ran to the bathroom. i lifted the toilet seat and puked. i sat there and flushed the toilet. i didnt move after. my tears hit the floor. i wiped my mouth and ran back to my room. No luck yet. still echoed in my head. Its almost Christmas, i thought. your plane crashed. i sobbed. i wont see you again. after my mom went to bed i stabed my heart sevreal times, finnaly i fell to the floor and sobbed thinking of you. the next morning my mom saw me dead on the floor, and there was a message on the answering machine. she checked it. Hey you! Just calling to let you know Im alright! and i love you! cant wait to see you soon! call me back when you get this message. I love you.*