Have you met someone that you loved so much? Well I have. His name is Jonathan. He is tall, with brown fluffy hair, and green eyes that glisten in the light. He is trustworthy, sweet, compassionate, handsome at least that is what I thought. I loved him the moment I saw him.

We met at a dock. I remember it like it was yesterday. It was during the day. He looked so pretty but so lonely. I went up to him and asked him what his name was. He didn’t speak at first but then he did, his name was Jonathan.

  I introduced myself and told him my name was Charlotte. I asked him if he wanted to get ice-cream, he said yes. When he said yes I acted like I was calm on the outside but inside I was screaming. Screaming of happiness. 

After that we started hanging out more. I was surprised by how lonesome he was, it was like he isolated himself from the world. I eventually asked him to be my boyfriend and he said yes. We’ve been married for two years now. Whenever I get hurt or sick badly he sticks to me like glue. Sometimes though, I wonder what he does in his free time, when he isn’t with me.

One night I decided to follow him. He was at the dock, the dock we met at. I realized it looked like he was waiting for someone, but who? He was staring into the lake, like there was someone in there. I started to get closer, but somebody was on the dock, so I didn’t move closer. I just watched him and the girl.

The girl just stared at Jonathan. He turned around and started to walk to her. A grin appeared on his face, and I wondered why. She also looked scared. She started to run. She was running away from him. Jonathan continued to walk to her. It looked like she was trying to say something but I don’t know what. She fell down. He caught up to her and looked at her and then she fell in the lake.

I realized he went back to the end of the dock, so I got up and went in my car and drove home. When I got home I went to our room and went through his nightstand. There was nothing in it except a key. I checked under the bed for something. There was a box. 

I tried to open the box but it was locked. I tried the key and it opened, I don’t know why he had this locked. There are just a bunch of family and childhood photos. I moved the box over and then something caught my eye. Inside the box there was a USB drive. I grabbed it and looked for his laptop. His laptop was in his study.

I go to his desk and put the USB drive in. As the computer opened I went to his files. There were files of people that had died in the past year or so. I went through all of them and tried searching the reports of these people online they weren’t. Then I fainted.