Picture Perfect Prompts

                                       Story #4
          When James was a child, he was very curious. As soon as he could talk, he wouldn't stop asking questions. One thing that intrigued him greatly was graveyards. Every time he drove by one, or saw one, he would ask about it. His parents felt he wasn't mature enough to actually know yet, so they never told him what they were. Despite this, he never stopped asking until one day. His parents took him on a walk. When they came close to a graveyard, they knew they were going to get some questions. This time was different though. They were ready to explain to their son, what a graveyard actually is. When he asked, they explained that it was where peoples body's go when it is time for them to go to heaven. He was shocked. As he got older and older, he was traumatized by the experience. James wouldn't step within 100 feet of a grave yard anymore. How can something be so beautiful to someone, and then be their biggest fear? It was 4:23 in the evening, on January 1, 1990. A new year had just started, and James was ready to start fresh. He was now living at his own house with his girlfriend. When he arrived to his parents house to have dinner with them, he knocked on the door but go no answer. He thought nothing of it and just walked in. When he walked into the kitchen. His father was sobbing. He couldn't see her yet but his mother was lying there on the floor. Next, they came in to get her. He was awestruck. So surprised. Not in a good way. His mother was dead. It was time for the funeral and wake. He couldn't usually go to grave yards, still, but everyone figured he would make an exception. He didn't. He was too scared. He didn't show up. Not only to the wake, but ever, he was gone and no one knew where he went. No one but his mother.