Requested by: Melaina1081

SIDE NOTE: Partially based off Cory's Creepypasta and the actual Creepypasta: Mr Widemouth. Partially. Also, Jon is 7

Jon's POV

New Vineyard. And guess what, I'm new!

I only moved schools and houses because of dad and his dream job. Me and mom tagged along for the ride. Dad said this was the last move.

Day 1

I explored the house a bit. It was massive. It was already an hour and I didn't even discover a quarter of the house. Let alone, remember it.

Dinner was in a few minutes so I took a quick look at one room. My new room.

A beautiful shade of green and purple filled my eyesight.

I rushed downstairs to talk to mom and dad.

Me: Dad! Mom! Can I have the green and purple room?!

Mom: Sure thing, sweetie.

Dad: *chuckles* I knew you would like that room.

Me: Like?! I LOVE IT!

I wrapped my arms around mom and dad.

Mom: Come on now. It's dinner.

~Timeskip to After Dinner~

Mom & Dad: Goodnight, cinnamon roll.

Me: Good night!

I sat on my bed, the lights still on. My parents decided to go to sleep but I wanted to stay up a bit so they allowed me and told me not to stay up too late.

That's when a girl around my age talked to me.

??????: Hello there.

Her voice was calm and kinda..... cute?
I responded to her. She sounded nice enough.

Me: Hello! I'm Jon and you are?

??????: I'm Ashlie! Nice to meet you.

Me: Wanna be friends?

Ashlie: Sure!

Me: You seem like a nice person!

I then heard one of my parents. They came into the room.

Mom: Darling, who were you talking to?

Me: My new friend!

Mom: Oh~, it's one of those friends. I'll leave you to it then, don't stay up too late now.

With that, she left my room.

Me: A-Ashlie? You there?

Ashlie: Yep!

She crawled out from under my bed and smiled at me.

Me: Are you a ghost?

Ashlie: Yes, unfortunately. This was my old room!

Me: Then you must have a great sense of colour cause this room is BEAUTIFUL!

Ashlie: *laughing*

Jon: How'd you die?

Ashlie stopped laughing and frowned. I didn't like to see her frown.

Ashlie: My friends stabbed me and left me to die. *starts to cry*

I wrapped my arms around Ashlie, expecting me to go through her but, to my surprise, it didn't.

Jon: Don't worry, I won't leave you!

Ashlie: P-Promise?

Jon: I promise.

We both pinky-promised. We promised to never leave each other's side.

~Timeskip to when Jon is 15~
(Yes, Ashlie is the same age as Jon)

I developed feelings for Ashlie. We also found a way to revive her and I was happy. I decided to pluck up the courage and ask her out.

Me: A-Atlie?

Ashlie: Yes Jon?

Me: I-I love you.

Ashlie's eyes lit up and she smiled.

Ashlie: I love you too!

We then kissed. Her lips were soft and tasted like strawberries.

~Present Day~

Ashlie's POV

I smiled. Looking back at all the memories just made me happy.

Me: I love you Jon. I always do. You are my sunshine in my day and my star in the night. I will never forget our first time meeting each other.

I layed my bouquet of flowers on the gravestone.

R.I.P. Jon Jon
A loved cinnamon roll who will stay in our hearts forever. He never deserved to have Death knock on his doorstep. Died by a gunshot to the heart of a mere stranger.
23rd March 1994 - 13th November 2018

I love you Jon.

I always do.

Jon: So do i, my love. So do I.

I joined him. With the stars. He is my only star that can light up my dark night sky.

I cuddled with him as we watched our strong children grow. Eliza, Josh and Ash.

Third Person View

Jon & Ashlie:

Be strong.