Forever Despondent

Forever Despondent

  I think Brom Bones fancies me, unfortunately. That boy sure is irascible, always pulling hurtful and gruesome pranks, not caring how excruciating the victim´s pain is. I consistently reject his entreaties to go for dinner, that boy does not know the meaning of the word no. I have no respect for Brom Bones, although, if he were like Ichabod Crane, maybe we would have a future together.  

   Mr. Crane used to teach me the art of singing, oh what a beautiful voice that man had. He was also my history teacher; he had two jobs so that he could pay at least for his necessities. The man moved from Connecticut, to this haunted Tarry Town. 

   I myself adored Mr. Crane; I believe he loved me as well. In class, he would answer with great affability any of my questions, and end his responses with a sunny smile, always. Don´t take amiss his attitude! He was never one to take advantage of his position and power; he was one willing to wait for me, until our love could be accepted in society. Our love was to be secret, but our actions spoke for themselves, almost everyone knew about how we felt.

   About two months, Mr. Crane gave a lesson about the Revolutionary War; he went so in depth with the topic, even specifying some soldiers’ names. He talked about this one  

Hessian soldier, the one who´s spirit they call the Headless Horseman. The Headless Horseman has been said to have lost his head in battle, and his ghost has been seen by the church looking for his head, where his headless body is buried. The ghost has also been seen in the reclusive area of Sleepy Hollow, a spooky and terrifying land where almost no man has gone. That same day, I sent my messenger to invite Mr. Crane to a party at my father´s castle.

   The party went so ever well, until Mr. Crane saw the one student he abhorred, Brom Bones. Brom started with a tirade that seemed almost interminable, telling Mr. Crane how I was meant to be with him, not to live beside a poor, ugly teacher. Being the sage gentleman he was, he simply left, ignoring all of Brom´s insults.

   Mr. Crane took the path of Sleepy Hollow back to his home, but he never returned back to his farm, just his horse did. After the discovery of Mr. Crane´s hat, a smashed pumpkin and footsteps beside, a rumor started circulating Tarry Town. It claimed the ghost of the Headless Horseman took him. Some citizens say that Brom pulled another of his pranks on Mr. Crane, and that it was such a despicable one that he was forced to leave. Some say that he is still alive and sharing his story all throughout the country. But no answer is for sure; it will always remain a mystery.

   Whatever the true story is, I will forever be despondent, no one will ever fill the space in my heart left by Ichabod Crane.