CHAPTER 5

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I have to be quick, before anyone sees me. And I have to be quiet so nobody hears me. I take the small bag of cyanide liquid and break the window to what I believe is the blonde girl's room.

Well, I didn't break the window. I took clear tape and taped the entire window with it, then I took a small saw and started cutting around the edges. Then I started tapping on the glass until it broke and removed the pieces stuck to the tape.

We're in. 

Once I jump over to the other side, I immediately fall onto a bed. A king-size bed. This is her parents room, okay. Looks like daddy has some money. Cute.

I quietly open the door and walk into a hallway. There's this one door at the end of the hall that has a sign saying; "TAMARA'S ROOM. DON'T ENTER!" Well, Tamara is currently at school, so it doesn't really matter now, does it?

I open her door and enter, then lock it behind me. Bathroom, I need a- ah! Bathroom.

Her bathroom is larger than my entire room. It looks royalty, for real. I go to her sink and pick up her toothpaste, opening the cap. Once it's opened, I take the small bag of cyanide and pour it in, careful so it doesn't touch my fingers, or anything else. Once I'm done, I screw the lid back on and place it right where it was. It looks like nothing touched it, perfect! Now the next time she brushes her teeth, she'll die.

Or be in a coma. Death is more likely, though. Her house is so big anyways I don't think anyone would notice. 

I walk back to her parents room and then jump back out the window. I should probably fix it, but who cares. Good thing I'm wearing gloves so nobody could track my DNA. What if they had cameras? I don't think they will though. They'll probably just say she dies of natural causes. I mean, cyanide is made up of a bunch of foods and plants, so it's natural.

Very smart. You see, this is why I skip school. I mean, who needs it when you already know how acids are made? Not me.

As I make it back home, I go up to my room and onto the rooftop. I really love hanging out up here. It's my go-to place when I feel lonely.

But then I feel sick. I quickly make my way down, into my room and run into the bathroom. Okay, this has to stop. Walking into my room, I take out my laptop and I sit on my bed, the device in front of me. 

I open up google and search for all the symptoms I've been having recently. Okay so there's nose bleeding, vomiting, tiredness, bruises, dizziness, foggy memory, sore throat, sore gums and not being able to eat properly. Wow, it's a lot when I write it all down. 

I click 'Enter' and see what comes up. Leukemia Symptoms. Okay, no. What else? Common Cancer Symptoms. I. Don't. Have. Cancer. Give me something else. Symptoms of Acute Lymphoblastic Leukemia. Leukemia - Diagnosis and Treatment. Treatment Leukemia. How To Cure Leukemia. Leukemia Types, Symptoms and Treatments. 

I throw the computer on the wall.

I don't have leukemia. I can't. Why would I have it, out of all people? It's impossible. It's bullshit. This is bullshit. This is a thing though, right? Where you just ask google and it gives you the most dangerous answer. I probably have a headache or something. Yeah, it's probably just a headache. I don't have cancer.

I should take a test.  But what would mom say? Who cares about mom, anyways. I could have cancer, she would want me to go to the hospital immediately.

So I quickly get ready, take my car keys and run to my car. I start driving to the nearest hospital because what if this is severe? I've had these symptoms for quite a while now and I know that if you have cancer, you need to get treated immediately. What if I'm dying?  Yeah, no shit, I'm dying. 

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