Delta Dawn

Disclaimer: I don't own FOP or the song that inspired the title and a part of the idea for this story 'Delta Dawn'.

Inspired by: 'Delta Dawn' sung by Helen Reddy.

Italics – thoughts, bold – notes, writings, newspapers, etc. underline – dreams.

Prologue

Timmy Turner stood in the pouring rain. At age twelve the last thing you expect is for someone else your age to die. Even further than that, the very idea of them committing suicide. Worse yet, committing suicide because of you.

Well Timmy Turner was confronted by that tragedy. Tootie, the girl who loved him for years, killed herself mainly because she was never able to receive love from him. It was two months ago and he still felt the raw pain and guilt.

He rested a red rose on her tombstone and looked at it sadly.

Here lies

Tootie

A Wonderful girl

whose bright light

dimmed too early,

too soon.

Died December 21st

Suddenly Timmy heard a tune to a song playing. Curious, he followed the tune and ignored the pouring rain.

But soon his curiosity turned into a cry of horror. Hanging from a strong branch above a playing Walkman was Trixie.

Done

D.S. : I believe that's a good start. Thank you for reading and please review.