So you may be wondering who else is in my little group -- or who is left. Well there is Cody and Miley and me.
I just don't get it... Why is my group the main target of deaths here? I didn't think we had any enemies...
As far as I know we don't.
We all must know by now that someone is going out of there way to destroy me -- I mean us.
My mom has already signed me up for therapy. It starts next week, she says I have to be there at 4 o'clock sharp.
What if someone kills me on my way there? Or try's to smash into my car too? I'm going to die, and I know it. Might as well say my goodbyes now. Maybe if death doesn't come as swiftly, I could cross everything off my bucket list. Then, once I die, I can be happy with my friends and everything will be as it should.
Well, let's not get ahead of ourselves.
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A Deadly Mystery
ContoI can't escape it. It's everywhere, like a shadow looming over me. A shadow that's already engulfed my friends, and I await it. Yet death won't come to me. It came to everyone I loved, it came to everyone who tried to find out what happened to her...
