My Last Tears for Abby - Heather

It was an extremely hot day, humidity high as remember. I could smell a musty aroma lingering away in the air. I remember it like yesterday, although it really feels like ages ago. My friends; Kait, Lili, and Nick were with me when we got the news. It was about my old friend, Abby.
We all were best friends at one point. Abby was my best friend a couple years back in Middle School. She was probably my only friende when i first moved here from Middleton, NJ. We'd spend hours and hours at each other houses daily, hanign out playing games, and talking about our wildest dreams and future ahead. We were sure we'd always be best friends! Unfortunatly, everything changed. The year, weather, the days grew old, and cold... and apart.
It all began when i was told Abby was missing that late humid day i was talking about earlier. I didn't think much of it considering we were best friends in the past. Something hit me soon after i got that news. I missed Abby, but never really admitted it, and i was shocked that an event such as this would occur to a family as good as hers. I wanted to help any way i could, and i would be there for her family, which at one point, felt was my own. I was determined to find her...one way...or another.
Nick told me that he'd be there for me, and that he would be more than happy to accompany me in my search for Abby. This was probably the happiest i had been all week! All of my other friends didn't have the same feeling i did, the one where you feel like you've lost you're best friend...but in quite literal terms this time.
So we headed over to the 'Long' resident. Abby's mom greeted me with a look of joy and open arms. SHe urged me on inside and we talked. We spoke for hours it seemed until i had to leave. But before i left the house, Mrs. Long invited me upstairs to check out her room. I had told her i would help, and she said i had left some things from the last time i had stayed....quite some time ago. I walked into that room, and busted into tears. Absolutely NOTHING had changed! it was still the same purple room with handprints and quotes written in sharpies, all over the walls. I passed Mine and Abby's favorite quote...'It's better to be hated for who you are, than to be loved for who you are NOT.' -Andre Guid. I ran out with Nick by my side, hugged Mrs. Long goodbye, and took the subway back to the Suburbs of New York.
The next day, Nick and I began the search for Abby. It had been 3 days since i was told Abby had gone missing. I did all i could thinking about wehre she might have gone, but it seemed like nothing was quite successful. Her friend Sophie had told me that lately she had been under a lot of pressure and stress applying to different colleges, going through her parents' divorce, and she just needed a break..some time to herself. I thanked Sophie for telling me this bit of information, because that same night, i had an idea!
That night, pieces of the past, and information i had obtained gave me an idea! Suddenly and eventually, everything seemed to work out. I found a game book Abby and i made when we were younger in the stack of stuff i picked up from her house the otehr day. We created mazes in this particular game, and we always thought of the most perfect place we could do it, and that would be Clemson Hill. We'd sat there one day and told each other that if we ever needed to get away from life, we'd go there. We always wondered what was in that blocked off building at the top. All we knew from research was it used to be a chamber that held wwII victims captive during that time period, but of course it was blocked off.
As i realized this, tears were slowly rolling down my cheeks. THere was no way she coulod've made it by herself...it was just too risky...and nearly impossible.
I didn't tell anyone, which was probably a mistake. Not even Nick until he one day asked me what was up. I couldn't not tell him :) He's an amazing person and friend! I knew he could help me. He wanted to go too, to make sure i would make it safe, and we packed our bags and left soon after.
We begun our hung for Abby. We made it to Clemson Hill later on in the afternoon. It was creepy being around that chamber once again, especially with the thought of finding my friend in there, hurt or possibly dead...but i had a positive attitude, and thoughts for that matter. She had only been missing for 3 days now...so there was some hope.
Nick and I lowered ourselves into thie 'dungeon'. It was cool, drafty, and pictch balack all around. We got out our flashlights and began our search. When the first light appreared- i knew she was in here. An arron i nred paint was marked on the wall, which was meant for us to travel along in order to find the middle, and the reward. Nick and i let out a sigh of relief, but i was scared. Scared for Abby's life. How long could she make it?! No one had a clue what we'd find.
We started oiur way following the red arrow only to find many more branced off of it. There were numerous amountes of pahts to take, but only 1 right one. I began to think like Abby. This looked like one of ourgame creations we had planned. If we chose the right path - it'd take us to a clue, the wrong path would give us fals information and only led us farther away from the end. We ran into a clue i remembered once writing. It read
You've come this far
That sure is true
Don't be mis-led
By the arrows in blue
I WROTE taht! i now knew the correct routes and all by the rule book! We turned around and took another path. This hunt went on for atleast 3 hours. It was the most challenging thing i had ever done. EVerything was going quitew ell, ad i had a feeling it was almost over when our flashlights flickered a couple times...then went dead. We panicked, having absolutely NO clue wghat to do, when we saw a light ahead of us. It was coming from a sewage drain in the street, so we went forward towards the light, and i triped and fell into a ditch... wheree beside me- i found Abby.
She was dead, and i'll never forget that day. The doctors said she didn't suffer long, since she took severe trauma to the head. They told me i was lucky the same thing hadn't happened to me.
That night i had the worst dream. Abby went to leave the chamber but couldn't find her way back to the beginning. She started freaking out, scraming! She needed help, but she kept running. SHe found that SAME light Nick and i had followed, thinking it would help her out, tears strolling down her face, bookbag holding her back, and unaware of the ditch below the light. She ran. She fell. Everything went silent.
I woke up in horror, covered in my own sweat - and i sat there puzzled, tears strolling as hard as they did down Abbys. Then i thought, those would be my last tears...for my best friend...Abby...