I walk through these quiet halls with a silent tear rolling down my cheek. I feel all alone and in the dark. I hadn't heard the news until the radio. I can't believe it happened though. Her, of all people. Her family must be devastated. I wonder why she did it.
"I'm sorry," my best friend, Alexa, whispers.
"Me too."
Sorry sis. I couldn't see a difference in the way you acted. Sorry that you felt like you had to do that. Sorry I wasn't there to stop you from burning alive. . . .
