That day

Murderer.

I start breathing heavily, and I fall to my knees, realizing what I had just done. Police sirens can be heard in the distance. They're getting closer, and closer, and closer. But I don't care, I just keep staring as the police and the healing coven witches start to pile up next to me. "Hey kid, could I have the knife? I'm not gonna hurt you." A Coven scout kneels down beside me and puts his hand out for the knife. I nod and give it to him. "Here, sit. Could you tell me your name? My name is Steve." He sits me down next to a tree with hot chocolate and a blanket tied around me. "W-Willow. Willow Park." I say hesitantly. I watch in shock as they load Amity into an ambulance (or whatever the demon realm has), and they cover Luz's body with tarp. "Good! Now could you tell me what happened?" The Coven Scout, Steve, takes out a notepad and starts writing on it. I start to cry as I pour my heart out to Steve, telling him everything that happened in great detail. "A-and I saw Luz with the knife a-a-and i- i- I killed her! And it's all my fault." I bury my head into my knees. "Willow, it's not your fault. You're still gonna have to go to trial but, they're not gonna do anything to you. Luz is the one who killed all those people! You just did it out of self defense, you had a reason. You're parents will be here soon, it will all be okay." Steve tries to comfort me in my sadness but it only partly works. I still killed Luz. My best friend. I'm a murderer. "I-is Amity gonna be okay?" I look at Steve desperately. "I...I don't know kid, I'm sorry. She looked pretty bad, but I overheard some healing Witches talking saying that she has a good chance of living." Steve looks at me and smiles to make me feel better. It worked a little bit, but I still felt like a monster.