She....
Oh my.....
She's..........dead.
She's dead!!!!!! Oh. My Gosh. Oh. My. Gosh!!! I can't....I can't believe it...
"Jenna.....Oh.......Oh my Jenna....." My voice trailed off as I sobbed violently and dropped to my knees. I could never un-see what was right in fron tof me. Jenna was lying in a scarlet pool of blood, a deep dark slash in her belly and her throat slit. Her skin was a harsh blueish-white against all the blood, her hair dark and lifeless. There was still blood gushing everywhere from her open wounds. I pondered trying to help, then retohought it, she has no chance. Oh my, this is all my fault..... I layed down next to my now dead sister, my tears and misery mixed with her blood. I cried so hard, I remembered all our memories together....the shared clothes, the parties, the makeovers, the sleepovers, the heart-to-hearts, the break ups, all the crushes on cute boys. It's all gone....no more. She could've had so much going for her...she was on honor roll, president of student council.......Is this m-my fault? My sister is dead.....dead, dead, dead!!! Oh my gosh........****!!!! I'm gonna ugh. I'm gonna kill that mother******!!! I'm going to make him go through what I am going through right now......which is the worst pain, the worst agony, this is torture. I will die without her. I -I can't live like this anymore.....
I hate myself. I want to die so badly. As I kissed my beautiful deceased sister's cheeks and looked into her lifeless eyes, I said my final goodbyes and "Love you"s. Her blood and guts were all over me and my tears. This is the worst moment of my life. I had no tears left and I got up uneasily and stood. I felt dizzy and disoriented, like I would pass out any moment. I stepped out of the small doctor's room silently, and walked as though I was wasted drunk.
Suddenly I felt and odd warmth on my used to be cool skin, and I looked down. HOLY CRAP I WAS ON FIRE!!!!! I ran out to the doorway and Brett busted out of nowhere and picked me up,bridal style. I fought him and hit him, I screamed bloody murder, anything to get me away from this psychotic man who murdered my beloved sister Jenna. I kneed him in the groin, so he dropped me. It took a minute to recover from the fall but I was up and he was below me. I took the gun from his pocket and held it up to him, I started to pull the trigger.........
