The 5th sense

Why

"I'm so sorry but your friend Ashlyn. Was found dead this morning with a knife in her head we are not sure how it happened in very sorry." I cry and just hang up the phone. I lose it and kick over the tv I'm so mad. I pick up a lamp and chuck it at a nearby window making it break instantly. I scream and just knock everything over. Eventually I just curl up in the middle of the floor sobbing. "Their all gone." I sob. I just want to kill myself they are all I had. And now their all gone. Why did this have to happen to me? How come I'm not even dead yet?Just why? I sigh in pain and I look down at my arm. It's all bloody and bruised for going off and just destroying anything. I grunt but I don't even care I mean it doesn't even hurt. It has a huge gash in it and I just ignore it. I just sit on the floor for awhile just staring at nothing. But I then I decide to just get up and at least wrap up my arm. "Well this is great" I retort but I still don't really care. I just want to go to bed and sleep forever to get away from all the pain. I hear the doorbell ring but don't answer it I'm too upset to do anything. I hear it ring a few more times but then I just hear someone come in and call "Hello" I don't say anything and I just sit on the bathroom floor with my head against the cabinet. I see Olivia and Neveah. They see me and I just stare past them. They gasp and hug me. "She's dead." I whisper. "Who's dead?" The both say in unison. "Ash...Ashlyn's dead she was in the hospital and she was found with a knife in her head." They both begin to cry. They hugged each other for a bit until the slowed down. "Well we came to see if you wanted to umm go to Starbucks or shopping you know to get your mind off of things." They said soothingly. "I'm fine I just kinda want to be left alone but thank you though." I manage to get out before wrapping my arms around my knees. They put something next to me and leave. I wait for them to close the door before I look to see what's inside. The box is wrapped up in a beautiful purple paper. I tear up because the littlest thing will make me so happy now. I open it a bit slow not knowing what to expect. I burst into tears to reveal a amazing picture frame with a picture of me..me and Bre. In the picture we were hugging and we had just gotten our faces painted, this was when we were both in the seventh grade. I wish I could go back in time and just save her and Ashlyn. And just to know where Sara is. I wish I could hug them again. I get up to go in my room to put the picture on my dresser. I look at it and sighed while running my fingers through my hair. I sit on my bed and put my face in my hands. What was I gonna do if Sara comes back? How would I tell her about Ashlyn? Gahhhh I groaned. I heard a loud thud and I jerk my head towards where it came from. I get up and look around. I heard it again and it came from the hallway. I peep my head around the corner and look at the hallway to see nothing. I walk over to the vent and look in it. Then I feel a something go over my head. I can't breath. I struggle to get it off but I fail and I slump to the ground,numb.