1. Ryan
Later that night my friend threw a party. ... My friend was not dead, my friend was not dead; I kept saying in my head. ... I sat and cried for my lost friend. ... Losing is the only true path to victory: happiness is wrapped in sorrow and the candle of life breathes until death blows it out with a gust of fate. Now that my friends are dying, and I have a true sense of the real world and what it can take from you, I feel myself die a little more everyday. ...
- Word Count: 1271
- Approx Pages: 5
- Grade Level: High School