My mouth drops open. 'You...you....KILLED MY FRIENDS?! JUST TO GET TO ME?|' I scream. She nods smugly. 'Why?!' I ask, then it all comes flooding back to me.
Sara was my best friend in Middle School, from Y5 till.. The accident. We were walking out of school, and when we passed the gates, a car was there. I saw it coming for Sara, but I never had the chance to tell her. Until it was too late. She was lying on the floor, all bloody and ripped up. I ran back to school to tell the teachers. They phoned the police and ambulance. She was gone.
A few months later, Sara came back to school. She had an arm broken, and a few stitches in her head, but apart from that, she was fine. When she sat down in class, in her usual spot, next to me, she whispered,'I am going to hurt you so bad, that I-' But she never got to say the rest. The teacher came in and told the class to give 3 cheers to Sara. And I never got to hear what she was going to do to me...
