PRESENT DAY I stood there speachless looking at Matthew's dead body. I looked around and I saw this white shadowy figure. I told my parents I was going to go to the bathroom. Instead I went to go get a better look at the white figure. I wondered,"Was it Matthew?" "Was it his ghost?" After the funeral, everyone went to the after party(not really like a party though). I talked to Matthew's parents about what had happened. The police say it was a car accident. Everyone knew Matthew as the tough, sensitive, caring jock. Everyone loved him and showed that. Almost every gurl was jelous of me because they wanted him. Matthew was nice to everyone he met. Even if they were complete strangers, he was nice. I missed him so much I wanted to kill myself, just to be with him again. I know that sounds crazy but its true. Hes what I always looked forward to in the morning. My love for him couldn't be described in words. I just wanted all this pain to go away. I wanted to not be so guilty. I wanna die.