I blinked twice and was frozen where I stood. My hand was still outstretched but Michael’s was not. In fact, he had completely disappeared all-together. I looked around for him but had no luck. His car was still parked. Clam down April, this is probably just some normal angel thing. I took a step forward and heard a jingle. I lifted my foot back up and saw Michael’s car keys lying on the ground. Okay this was definitely weird. I picked them up and traced my thumb over each key there were four keys. One I could guess was for his car and his house, but what about the other two.

Okay, I thought, well I should probably move his car or mum will think he’s sleeping over for the night. I climbed into his car and drove it a block down from my house. I turned the ignition off and put the keys in my pocket. While walking back to my house I wondered what happened to him ad if he was okay. I hate to admit it, but I didn’t feel safe now that he was gone. I approached the house and vivid bad thoughts crossed my mind. What if he was in trouble? What could I possibly do?

When I got inside I ran past mum and up to my bedroom. I locked the door and tried to tune out mums worried ranting’s. I climbed in my bed and took the keys back out of my pocket. I held them above my head and envisioned him lying beside me.