Golden Curls

Charlie's Mystery

the next morning, November 16, I walked to school listening to music and without saying goodbye to anyone, in short, for someone like me it is terrible to see the corpse of a girl in her bathtub, macabre I know! the blood was running and I didn't know what to do .. should I have called 911? I don't know, I don't know! I just know that it is also my fault that she died because I let her bleed in the bathroom. In short, I was traumatized I did not know what to do .. I spent half an hour watching her lose blood, one liter after another, one breath after another, a corpse and an unsociable girl in the bathroom, bad to imagine but it was like that. Fortunately, on November 16, already at school, they knew about my trauma, and many people, fake people, began to worry about me but not all of them were fake hypocrites sold, there was Lucy my current best friend, it is thanks to her that I have forgot that tub full of blood and it is thanks to Marcus that I found out who my brother really was. Marcus was Lucy's brother and he played on the football team, he was fourth year and he was very handsome, but really a lot and think that now he is in college and I am in Healdsburg but at least we are together but this is a story that I will tell in between a few chapters. Was I saying? Oh yeah, I got to school that morning and the boys and girls started asking me questions and posting stuff on Instagram because actually nobody really cared how I was. To escape all those questions I ran to the bathroom and there I met Lucy, who was crying because her girlfriend had left her. I decided to go towards her, which is very courageous as I am not used to talking to people, and console her a little. We stayed in that bathroom for an hour but we enjoyed it.