I stared in fear at her lifeless body. I could feel my face lose it's color, everything around me slowed down. The once loudness of kids screaming went quiet, I could hardly feel my body being pushed, nudged, and bumped into as kids ran away from the scene. Her blood was spreading around her body, the knife she had used to cut her throat open causing blood to squirt blood all over, the was still clenched in her hand tightly. All the memories I had with her, her beautiful ocean blue eyes that showed so much pain and happiness at the same time, her ginger hair that swung in the air as she moved. Her bright smile that could light up a pitch black room, gone. Gone forever. The world would never see that again from her. She was gone. Her family, friends, lover, and even people who didn't like her would never see her again. Her presents gone from the world would change lives. I came to realize this as I stared at her with utter fear.
I soon came back to reality I realized tears were falling down my face. The girl who I looked at and smiled when we made eye contact, the girl who would come talk to me. No one else did, she was the only one. Now she is gone only because she was getting harassed. Why, is this if she was such a beautiful girl you may be wondering. It's only because of a couple of rumors, and kids.
