Goodbye, Trevor

Have you ever met Trevor? Trevor was my best friend. Everywhere I went, Trevor would follow me. When I was scared, he'd be there so I could always count on him. He helped me get over the boogeyman under my bed. Even the bad green monsters in the closet. Every time I called him, he was always there, coming towards me and  I to him. Once, I went to camp and he was there waiting for me when I came back. When I was feeling troubled, I'd always be able to tell him everything. Even my deepest and darkest secrets! When we went to the mall, he sat with me in the car. When I went to school, he stayed at home 'cause mum said Trevor couldn't go with me. One day, I got a new bag and wanted to show Trevor what surprise was inside it. But unlike all the other days, he never came. I searched up and down. Left and right. In the attic and the basement. But he was nowhere to be found. Where? Oh, where was my Trevor? Sad and disappointed but still determined I continued  searching for him. And there I found him lying there by my bedside. My Trevor. Sound asleep. Forever and always.

P/S: I wrote this short story a long ago time.. Sound abit lame.. But what do you think?

-MichelleTan-