Gabrielle Jolly
October 13, 2003
Period 2


	It wasn’t just one of those normal Saturdays, where I woke up early to go running,
took a shower, washed my hair, went grocery shopping, and maybe rented a movie. My
boyfriend, whose name was John, and I were going to celebrate our 6th anniversary (And
that’s in years, mind you). It was 7:52 PM and I was sitting in front of my mirror, fixing
my never-ending sheets of red hair. Tonight is going to perfect, I thought. Is he going to
pop the question tonight? He has been acting weird lately...
	I re-parted my hair, glancing edgily at the clock. He couldn’t have forgotten our
anniversary, could he? Frustrated, I pulled my hair back into a loose bun. 8:13. What’s
going on? He said he would pick me up at eight! John was never, ever late. Maybe he
stopped to get me a present, I thought hopefully. His perfect smile popped into my head,
his blue eyes gleaming. “I’m sorry, Samantha,” he would say. “But I wanted to surprise
you.” We had agreed not to get each other presents this year, right? 
	I started to mess with my make-up. 8:46. I no longer felt hopeful or reassured.
Where IS HE?! He must have forgotten! Angry, I snatched up my cell phone and punched
his digits in. “Hi, this is John. Sorry I couldn’t take your -” I slammed my phone down,
fuming. 9:00! I slipped out of my dress and tossed it on my bed, followed by my shoes. I
wandered downstairs in my pink bunny night shirt, pulled a gallon of vanilla ice-cream
out of my freezer, and plopped down in front of the television, determined not to be
bothered by the situation. 10:00 came and went. Flipping lazily through the channels, I
jumped when my phone rang. Eager to know the truth, I reached the phone before the
first ring even finished. 
“Hello?”
“Hey, Samantha, this is Damien.”
“Yeah, great, where is John? It’s our anniversary!”
“Well...”
“I know you’re best friends and all, so tell me! Is he cheating on me?! Got stoned, and
woke up in some other girl’s bed? Sure, he looks like a good guy, but what guy doesn’t
stare?! I will kill him. Even so, how could he do this on our anniversary?! HOW
SELFISH!”
“Samantha, listen to me!”
“FINE! What is it?!”
“John is dead.”