Water

            As Tylar walked through that desolate ghost town she used to call home, she chuckled quietly to herself.  Things hadn’t really changed much since she had left 15 years ago.   The sidewalks were cracked in the same places, no one had thought to fix the spelling errors in Myster Eliots Sooper Grocery Store, Jimmy’s name was still carved into the sidewalk by his old house, and no one bothered you if you wanted to take a quiet stroll down the street.  Of course, the reasons for why no one bothered you had changed.  People used to be polite enough to leave their fellow humans in peace, but now there wasn’t anyone around to bother you.  Everyone had left almost a decade ago, after the whole “killer chupacabra” scare.  The fact that the whole thing was proven a hoax didn’t coax anyone into coming back, though. 

            The color seemed to have been drained of this place, but her memories of it had stayed alive, regardless.  She found herself walking past her old middle school.  “Why not?” she asked herself, and decided to take a detour through the school.  The front door was unlocked, just as it always had been.  She wondered if anyone had ever actually had a key for that door.  There was Ms. Werner’s room, where Tylar had taken her 5^th and 6^th grade math classes.  She went into the room, and found that there was still some chalk on Ms. Werner’s old desk!  Tylar couldn’t help but smile to herself as she picked up the chalk.  She turned to a room full of imaginary middle school students that had just popped up in the last few seconds, waved, and started to work out basic addition problems on the board.