Ashwood Murders

Sarah Hastin

I hated her. I hated Abbey. Anytime I see her, I wanna use a shovel to bash her head in. Do I sound psycho? I'm not. I have a reason for my anger. But let me start at the beginning. My name is Sarah Hastin. I come from a very well educated and rich family. Sounds amazing right? It's not. It's hell. My parents basically hate each other and my sister Maggie is a venomous cold-hearted witch. It was always a competition between Maggie and I. I would win the regional Massachusetts spelling bee three years in a row. Maggie would win in five times and go on to the national competition. I would become vice-president of beta club. She would become president of four different clubs. I would win the lead in the school play. She would get a line in a local movie. You get the picture. Maggie always came out on top. She graduated this past year with a 4.4 GPA and was president of four clubs and a member of seven. She did charity work, volunteer work, internships, and stayed fit. She played three sports. She was the queen of getting good grades and putting me down. Anyways now about Abbey. We met in the third grade when she moved to Ashwood. She is the most popular girl in school. We never really spoke. We became best friends in the eighth grade. It's the summer between ninth and tenth grade now. School starts in two weeks and I am praying to whatever is up in the sky to make this year not about Abbey. I'm not gonna let her walk all over me, hold secrets over me, and make me wanna kill my self. Not this year. This is my year.