The Girl in the Red Cap
This story is from the view of an older Sheldon sumpter now sucessful Author looking back on his youth & how 2 friends(Esther and Edam) relationship helped him shape his life from youth on up, by knowing the meaning of love, family & frienship. Thanks to Cali Kurt Cobain & The girl in the red cap.
plz write in a poetic aspect at times
In present time: funeral of 1 Esther Ella
Chapter One: Georgia
It's a cold autumn day. Tuesday that is. But only if yesterday was Monday, which it was. You can feel the breeze of life that picks up the leaves flow through your soul. Only if you're me you would say something as stupid and meaningless as what I just said.
"Sheldon Sumpter, well known Author and Poet and good friend of Esther Georgia will now speak." says the reverend. "Thank you reverend Pool" I say as I take the podium
"Umm well good evening" I say. The people do not respond.
As I ready myself to say 'Good Evening' again I look around and choose not to repeat myself, so I stutter into to the mic the word hello. As the the wind blows the leaves I begin to see my dear friend. I react with a smile and a slight tip of the fingers wave. "Georgia-" I say as I choke up and begin to cry. "Esther hated her middle name, Georgia. I remember a lot of things about Es but what I remember most was her temper after being called Georgia". Many people respond with a smile.
I look out and see Esther's favorite person, besides me and Edam. Wes Bowntley. Eshter's love and High school sweetheart.
A tall good looking black man. He waves to me. As I wave back, I begin to remember my first day at my new school. And how the tall football guy saved me.