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I sighed as I grabbed my green backpack (more like Ben's, since everything I owned was burnt brutally in a fire) as I walked out the door once I told the girls that I had to go. I was just depressed and mortified... No one was walking by except Ben's brother Toby, who would smile and wave when I walked by. But, there was no one else here... That was unusual...


I just looked down at the floor, and children, make sure to watch where you're going! Because this will happen.


A shadow was in front of me, and I just figured it was another pedestrian... And then we collided. There, in front of me, horrifically, stood the person with the name of Chasen, who started all the teasing... Toby because of his ticks, Ben because of his height, and me because of my faith... #1 rule: Stay away from him at ALL costs.


"Watch where you're going, you little b***!" He yelled at me... Just stay quiet... I thought to myself. Once I nodded my head, it's like I agreed that I would let him beat me to death.


He used his pitch black booted foot to kick me down on my back. His short hair, which was the same color as his boots, just made him even more humiliating... And his eyes just made him over the top.


I tried to sit back up, but he placed his foot in the center of my chest. His strength held me back... The worst part was, he knew exactly what I was going through...


"Lemme tell you a little secret..." He yelled in my ear, which made it ring... He cracked his neck and whispered


" I killed your parents." I gasped for breath and tears ran down my cheeks... I wasn't able to breathe at all... It felt like I was drowning all over again. Using his fist and all his strength, he struck my nose... As you can imagine, it started to bleed. Not a little, not a lot, but so much, my vision became blurred. Then, he took out a pocket knife and held it to my neck.


"Now I'm afraid you're a gonner..." He said as he stabbed it into my chest. I screamed in pain, and all I longed for was for Ben, Toby, ANYBODY to come help... Sadly, my dream didn't come true...


Instead, a pair of scissors caught the corner of my eye and I grabbed it while hiding it behind my back. Blood was seeping all over the side walk as he twisted his knife in my nearly lifeless body. Then, he held up the knife to my neck.


"Any last words?" Chasen said as he held the knife to my neck. My sanity was definitely fading quickly. The little bit of light left, was just blown out. I nodded innocently and said...


"Off... with... your... head..." He looked confused for a second until I jabbed the scissors into his neck, then used them to brutally slice his head off. Blood was everywhere... and it was red... RED... my favorite color... I smiled at my artwork, then one of my playing cards, an ace of hearts with my name on the back, dropped in his blood. It made it more beautiful... I loved it...


I was injured but I didn't care at all... I wanted more blood... But because of the blood I lost, I fainted...


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When I woke up, Sally was sitting next to me. Her teddy bear was next to my pillow, and Charlotte was to the other side. I waited to see if Ben would come, but the door never opened. Just two girls managed to spark a little sanity back in me...


"Sweet Jesus Lord above!" I yelled as tears ran down my cheeks. It wasn't Ben who was a killer. It was me!


I cried and cried... Sally was confused, and so was Charlotte... Math wounds were already almost healed... How long have I been out? I wondered...


Sally smiled widely. "Someone wanted to visit!" she yelled. I smiled as well.


"Who?" I managed to spit out.


"BEN!" her smile was even wider now, and Charlotte had the same exact smile on her face.


"But BEN's not here anymore..." I smiled as I caressed Sally's cheek.


"Yeah, but I talked to him yesterday!"


"You did?" I loved her imagination.


"Yeah! And he said he'd b-" The door opened. Someone walked in. And that someone, made me 20 times happier.

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