The Girl With Stitches [Book 2 of "Creepypasta Slave"]

The Fire

*Flashback- 1 day ago*

        I was mocking my brother again, Jeff, as I normally would do. He had gotten mad and I ran down the stairs and into the kitchen, running into the stove as I passed, but quickly kept running. I had left the stove on without knowing a few minutes ago since I had accidentally turned it on while trying to fix it since it was working. Much to my dismay, a opened bag of my marshmallows fell onto the open flame. It took a few minutes before the smoke filled the Victorian mansion. We all exited as Splendor had to go fix the fire. The others were all yelling at each other to find out who did it. I had stepped up and admitted it like a honest person. Silence fell before Slender made me leave, pointing to the dark woods. I felt my heart drop. But this had to be a joke right? Nope... It took a few minutes before I slowly backed up with fear and disbelief. I watched some of my best friends stare at me with sadness as well along with disappointment. Hoodie, BEN, Jane, And Liu all stared at me before I broke off and ran into the woods.

*Flashback end*

        And that brings me here. Sitting on a large rock as I threw small pebbles into the dark blue stream. I listened to the small splashing, crickets, and a small sigh that came from me. I mean, what was I supposed to do? It's fine if it was just an accident... But now I'm alone again. On the bright side, I had been wearing my normal clothes. A "Panic! At the disco" Tee shirt, black ripped shorts and black hightops. I had cut my hair within the months, having a lot shorter look to it yet I wore extensions sometimes. Most things haven't changed I guess...