The Death Of Annabel Lee
By Caleb James K.
On All Hallows’ Eve she was washed out to sea with the blanket she had weaved both were taken from me. With an Autumn picnic it began on her blanket we embraced our love and hearts had ran to that most wondrous place. Overlooking the sea we sat and we talked shaded beneath the great tree the place was worth the long walk. "Darling, promise you'll never let go," I pleaded with a stone in my heart. "Never, this you already know," she whispered, her lips refusing to part. Wildly her heart beat terror danced in her eyes and even when our lips did finally meet I knew her words had been lies. The sun dipped low in the ocean it sank with a crimson glow the horizon greedily drank. "I wish this moment would never end," I lamented. "Perhaps in our next life, our love will mend." and with that final lie, our fate was cemented. She cried out as I pushed her into the sea plummeting with blanket in hand and with this sacrifice she would be free but I would be forever damned. I stood above the world so high as the water took her away then I asked God why it had to be her on this day. For you must know that I hadn't a choice because she was already dead and with barely a voice above the sea these words I had read. "My dearest Annabel Lee I forever weep for your soul if only God had chosen me for in my heart now resides a hole. The sickness took hold of you and even in death, it wouldn't let go this perfect day was all I could do the last bit of love I could show. Even through the transformation when you turned into the undead it was with elation that I put a final kiss upon your sweet head. To the bitter end did your heart still beat but the change was already upon you the Grim Reaper you were about to meet a merciful death was all I could give you As I cry for our love lost and I ask why this had to be the cost. I can promise you this my love will never fade our last day together was bliss for each other our souls were made. And for the rest of my days beneath this great tree I will come here and say only the sweetest words to my lost Annabel Lee."

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