When I Cry: A Short Story Essay

By the time I finished reading the last page, I was full on crying. I threw the notebook on the ground and started crying. Jexavier and Daniel were right beside me and I didn’t care. They have never seen me cry before, I have seen them cry but they haven’t seen me. I rarely even cry. Not even in funerals for I didn’t seem to have the motive too. I would still be hurting, but I wouldn’t cry. It’s just not the way that I express my grief. Whenever I do cry, it’s because of something huge. In my life, I have only cried once, and it was whenever I father died.

I usually keep my grief inside me, trying to hide it until it go’s away. But this is too much to hide. “I’m so sorry” | said to myself. “I… I didn’t know… ” It had started to snow, and we knew if we stayed there any longer, we would be trapped in a storm. With the help of my friends, I was able to walk home. They were silent, not saying a word as if feeling the grief I was going through. My heart was torn so much that I could not hold.

I arrived home still crying. My mom had arrived early that day and didn’t know why I was crying. My friends told her howl had started crying after I read the notebook. The notebook! ” I cried out. “It’s still up on the hill! We have to go get it! ” By the time I said that it had started to snow a lot. “We can’t go dude, look how it’s outside. The road will be all wet and we might not even find it. ” Daniel said. He didn’t even finish his sentence by the time I was at the door, ready to go out. With my longboard in hand.

“Gabriel, we are not going with you! It’s crazy! No matter how good your wheels are or how fast you push. You will not get there in time. The storm will have arrived before you get there” Jexavier said. Gabriel, he is saying the truth… It’s a lost cause” added Daniel. How dare they. How could they! After all we have gone through they would just leave me alone like that?! They didn’t understand, they didn’t see what was inside. I got my longboard and ran outside. They got on their longboards and tried to catch up to me but I was pushing as hard as I could, not looking back. I had to arrive in time, I had to get that notebook. I could see the dark clouds on top of the hill. After a few minutes of pushing Jexavier and Daniel stopped, they would go no further.

I kept on going. I started to feel the wind rush past me like nothing before. It was a very strong wind. It could blow me to the right and to the left. I had to get lower in my stance in order to be more aerodynamic and create less drag. I arrived after 10-15 of pushing. Almost half of the time it would usually take. By then it was snowing heavily, and the road was full of water. The wind was to strong you could hear the trees crackle as if they were breaking. There was not a living creature out there.

All was silent. I was the only one out there. “Where is the notebook! there was at least 2 inches of snow by the time I arrived, and I was sure there would be more if I didn’t hurry up. “I’m not leaving until I find it! ” I said to myself. I looked everywhere, but I didn’t find it. Suddenly, I fall to the ground crying. I have lost it | thought to myself. I look at the ground, and I see a small pink corner. I start digging quickly and I find the notebook, wet, but still intact. “I have to get out of here! ” I thought to myself, if not, I would be trapped or lost. I look at the road and there is a small cap of ice here and there.

I get the notebook, put it inside my leather suit and with that, I take a few seconds the look at the road. Memorize the ice caps and where they are. “Ok, there are 5 in total” | said to myself. If I get too close, or my wheels touch them, I will be sure to lose traction, and that means I will crash. Longboard crashes or not good. Many die if they crash, only a few survive, and those who do, either get paralyzed for the rest of their life and the rest of those will have so many broken bones in their body that it is nearly impossible to repair with any type of surgery.

They end up regretting it. But I wouldn’t. I rather die with the peace of mind, than to live without it. If Nicole would leave, that notebook would be the only thing I would have left, and I would never let that go. I start heading downhill. The wind is so strong it is taking me to the left, hiding my right side and causing me to lose my balance. For that I have to zig zag. I let the wind take me to the left and then I cut to the right. I have dodged already 3 out of the 5 ice caps.

Now there would be one to my right and another to my left just up ahead. “Slowly Gabriel, don’t lose traction. ” I voice inside my head tells me. “You barely dodged that one. Don’t do that on the next one”. I see the next one, I look at it intensely and get in my stance. I see it, and I’m able to dodge it. “Yes! ” I say to myself. I stand up from my stance and feel the wind dragging me. “I made it down. ” or so I thought. In a split second I lose control of my board. Apparently there was another ice cap I didn’t see from the distance.

I am flying through the air, I was probably going 50 mph for in the milliseconds I have, I see many trees go bye. Just like the testimonies I read. “It’s like if you were flying. You see so much of your life pass before your eyes, but that doesn’t last long”. Before I can even think, I smash to the ground. The last thing I remember is looking at the sky, seeing the snowflakes land gracefully on my clear visor and feeling the wet ground underneath me. I remember touching my notebook, it was in my chest close to my body, and with that, I pass out.