So I've been told...

To some, a death could last forever. To others it lasts only a short while. The difference is the feeling that the living share with the person who died. One thing is certain is that a person will be missed by at least one other. It all depends on the relationship they had together.

Many people think that when you die you go somewhere, while a small portion don't believe in that theory. Thankfully I'm not going to get involved in that little spat. No, this story will be based on what I do and do not know within another story, which that involved a death.

Most people would call this fake, but hell, everyone is entitled to an opinion. I'm simply putting this out here because I'm sure at least one person will be willing to get interested and read it. I do this for the people whom I know will enjoy, and that is why I dedicate this story to you, the reader.

I know this chapter may be short, but I was kinda sitting on weither or not I should post this puppy up, and I decided "why the hell not?" So here it is.

Now know that I will not start at Erik's birth. He doesn't exactly enjoy speaking of that, so hell, when I lost those emails from Rachel I had to get him to talk again, even if it annoyed the hell out of him. So I'm actually counting this a lucky thing happening, even if it does not sadly involve his earlier years. But my goodness, you won't believe some of the strange changes that actually happened. And don't get the idea that I'm just basing it all off of what he's telling me. I do have some of the research to back it up. And yet...

This story has changed so much, yet the main things have stayed as still as stone. Time has changed this story, as it does with all things. But thanks to certain people and the internet this story may be able to shine to those who seek it. After all, it really did happen, or so I've been told...