Creative Writing

ok not much has happened lately... i've been uber busy... but some exciting news is that i think i did really good on my english paper... we had to write about a memory anyways i think it's awesome so check it out and let me know what you think...

Forbidden Memory
I know I have to do this. I dread the memory that I know is coming. Even now the memory is one of my favorites, but it brings with it the memory of everything I’ve lost. So I lock the door, I don’t want anyone to see my pain. I turn off all the lights. Now all I see is the glow of the computer sitting on my desk; a blank page waiting for me. Reluctantly, I look up and see the CD player sitting at the top of the desk. It holds the key to unlocking the memories that I dare not remember. I slowly lift my hand to it; I let it linger for just a moment. I suck in a deep breath and close my eyes, and then I press the button.
The memory floods back into my mind with full force. I am no longer sitting at my desk; I am in my car. It’s spring time; all around you can see the beauty that it brings. The windows are down; the wind blows my hair in my face. The wind brings along with it the sweet smell of spring. It permeates the car; it is an intoxicating aroma that can not be escaped. Beneath me, I feel power; not just the power of the car but something stronger. It touches the car and everything in it in a way that words can not describe. I’m not alone in the car; there are three other faces that I know all to well. The first is the girl sitting right beside me. She is smiling; enjoying the ride every bit as much as I am. I dare not remember more than that otherwise I would lose this memory entirely. Next is the two girls sitting behind me. They are smiling and laughing; taking pictures of anything and everything. The four of us are best friends. We know each other as well as we know ourselves. We would give our lives for each other. It is spring break; we have not seen each other in a long time. We are happy to once again be together. Our time is limited, so we are doing everything that we love.
Slowly, the memory distorts and changes, this is the moment that I have feared. This is a painful memory that I wish I could erase. But none the less it comes, stronger and more hurtful than ever before. I see my three best friends. They stand before me, but this time we aren’t smiling. A dark truth has been revealed; a truth that would shatter the very core of our friendship. Slowly, one of the faces turns and walks away into the blackness. I beckon her back with all my strength. I call out in agony begging her to come back, but all I hear in return is the bitter silence. She, of the three, is my best friend. She is my other half. We have been through everything together. Something was different that time, even now I cannot seem to find the answer. Finally, she disappears completely, fading into the blackness. Nothing but pain fills the place where she once stood. I look at the other two faces; grateful that they are both still there. But as I look closer, I see the change. Pain had aged them just as it had to me. We were different. You could feel the chasm between us. We were still friends, but the bond that we had once shared was gone. It was nothing more than a memory.
The song ends. I am pulled back from my memories. Silent tears run down my face. I can still feel the emptiness, the hollow hole in my heart. I feel relief that I can once again bury the memories.

[Some of our favorite memories can bring pain with them]- this is the theme of the paper (requirement lol)