I remember it like it was yesterday. Infact, it was yesterday. My parents were leaving for a couple of days, so I could do anything I wanted. I called Amy, a girl I know from school. After we got off the phone, I knew it was time. That night I would be initiated into the group. Amy was going to come over at nine and take me to the cemetery for the ceremony.The clock hit nine, and I looked outside. Amy was walking toward my house, dressed in straight black. The only light that you could see was her face. I, on the hand, had on solid black with hanging silver chains. We left my house and started walking. All I knew was we were going to the cemetery at ten thirty, nothing else. Any had told me that we had to go somewhere else first.We went to the projects and Amy knocked on the door. Some other girl answered and they exchanged bags. Amy and I left, and started walking toward the cemetery. It was about a half-mile down the road from where we were. Curfew in this town is eleven, so we had to hurry out of sight from the cops.When we had got there, Sam, Vicki, and Justin, who were friends of mine, was already there. They were sitting around on tombstones talking. Amy and I joined in until Richard, Amber, and Amelia showed up. I did not really have a clue what we were doing, or what we were going to do. I started looking around; everyone was dressed in black.I had often asked myself why I did this, and why I did that, but now I had an answer. I dressed this way to fit in, but was it worth it? That night was my "coming together" night, my initiation night. I would finally be excepted as one as "them". Did I really want that though? I did not want say anything to anyone. I looked and listened to everyone else that was there.I looked at Justin and Vicki who were smoking cigarettes. Their bodies were very frail, dressed in black clothes, sitting on the tombstones. Sam and Amy were across from them talking to one anothe...
