There she was. My girlfriend dead in side of my dads house. Blood everywhere. Im sitting in blood crying. I wanted to kill my dad. This is the story of my bestie left and died.
two weeks befor that
I lie in bed thinking about if my girlfriend loves me or not. I dont why im thinking this but i am. Today is the frist day of 12th grade.People say that senior year is hard,but alot of rhings come with it like parties,going off capise to eat lunch,and tons more. No one knows that me and Grace are lesbians and dating. We are both scared to tell anyone. The only people that are mine and her parents. When i left home i didn't want to cry. After school i will not go home. I hate this town so im leaving.
I got to school looking for grace. Grace and i are leaving together. She is gone. Maybe she puked and not coming. I sorta needed her today for a reason or two. 1:we are leaving together.2:im one my peirod and everytime im one my peirod. i puke my guts out,im not sick though.Grace is not here the next few weeks. Its so odd. She won't pick up her damn phone. The last time i saw her was i was drunk saying i wanted to fuck her. I still do. She never missed school before.
