The Death

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This is one of my original stories I wrote about a man named Will who lost his girlfriend, Crissy in a terrible accident. This story talks about loss and love and how love sometimes can hurt but we make it through if you believe.

Vocal Characteristics

Language

English

Voice Age

Young Adult (18-35)

Accents

North American (General)

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My life changed when someone close to me died. I swear I'm seeing their ghost every day. I swear at night I hear her voice telling me to go to sleep. She was the reason I lived for the longest time. I helped her become a stronger version of herself. She helped me build myself into the person I am today. I repeat the same things I did all the time. Like make breakfast, clean up the mess I made the night before, etcetera. But I miss the mess you would make with your clothes, snack shoes. You were a clean freak about your body, but not the room. I was your housewife. Well husband, our marriage day was today. I was supposed to see all day, supposed to see all day except for when you would come out in the red wedding dress you picked out? I got to see it after he passed on. It would have looked so beautiful on you. You were going to make everyone wear white. I wish I could have seen them wishing you they were getting married. Like we were going to your vows were beautiful. Full of jokes. Like you were cussing like a sailor that only make that only me and you would get I think today I'll spend the day around your family even though we hated them for their snarky comments, passive aggressive fuckers, right? But nevertheless they supported me through your death and let me be a part of their family. Even though we weren't married, engaged for the longest time but never married because I was a ***** and wanted to get it right. The wedding cake is at our house and we're doing a fake wedding because I needed it. I need to have a wedding next to your beautiful face even though I'll never see you again. I can't move on like this. I'm always stuck thinking about you. Glad you made it. Well, I heard your mother say, I don't even remember in the car ride here, I'm high. I'm high though. I don't even remember the car right here. I am high Though I could tell you, I could tell you didn't, I could tell you didn't know how much I got high. I'm sorry, chrissy. I'm a stoner. It's only the antidepressant I have against this depression. I fight every day. Glad we could keep doing this. Christie would have loved this. I said to your mother, I swear wearing that blue tux. You help me pick out. Oh, I was wearing the blue tux. You help me picked out. You said. My eyes popped out more of it and it my eyes popped out more in it. Our own colour scheme. We love. We even set up the computers for you. I remember seeing you right on that thing every day in a bun you were you were in Complaining how hot it was every day, even though I just did the air to cool 70°. I remember me working on your games and you keep you keep typing away at your keyboard, like, like your brain was spilled out. The words overflowed sometimes that you'll be sitting there for hours writing, thinking writing some more. I got to read what you worked on in those beautiful A love story that took place in the 1800s where the main character was a bloodthirsty murderer. But the love interest used to be a murderer. So, but changed his ways. Yeah, yeah. Sounded exactly like an animal I used to watch but based on based on it, it's a love story. The main character, cassie sounds almost like you with the cussing of the sailor. That silly jokes you make and during every serious time. Well, you there, I heard your sister say. The the oldest of your family. To the very kind person who helped you too. That maybe the reason you hated the way she told your parents everything then lied to your face. Remember I remember on your periods you would read over every single text you get me and you laying in the bed, How you were discussing the different ways they taxed in their voices sound? Yes, sorry. I'm thinking about how chrissy would look in that dress. I said, pointing at the red wedding dress just hanging there. Where you would stand up hanging there. Where you would stand of waiting to approach because **** standards. Where you would stand waiting on me to approach. Because Fox standards, you never like how the world operated with their wedding dress standards And the woman walking on the man standing over there. Why couldn't be the woman, Huh? I could tell the whispers in my ear right now and I stand near that dress. We weren't actually doing an actual wanting kind of more like a get together with the family. You know, she would have been all over how we brought flowers. She said no flowers. But in a funeral dash wedding. But it is a funeral dash wedding. But it is a funeral already. But is a funeral okay? What? You know, she would have never liked all all she, you know, she would never have like all over how we work, how we all bought flowers. She said no flowers. But it is a funeral or a wedding. I saw her grandmother say to one the youngest siblings. You hated how her for not supporting you and your time. We need, hey girls, how's it hanging since that's all you last? I asked your twin sisters, they don't look like anything but another, but nevertheless they were twins. You're starting to talk like chrissy. Oh God, How Bad is your obsession with her? 1? The trends joked, okay, Christina would have been happy to see you in that tux William. I saw her grandmother walk up and say, I gave her the standard hug that you give all family. Good to see you linda. I said since she called me by my full name as she did to you when you hated it, just call me chris me for the ****'s sake, I could hear you yell.