I entered the gigantic school. "Guys, today's our performance let's go!!", a girl shouted. So much for the stupid decorations around the campus. Streamers and posters, fake plants and flowers. There were several girls decorating our under funded school, a few high schoolers cleaning the campus, while others.... Oh.... Don't ask.... Busy at gaping at the dirty decorations. "That's right!!.... Keep up! Oh.... Good morning Ms.Night, your sister is in the infirmary........ I kindly request you to pay a visit and make sure she's alright....", our school's co-ordinator, Ms.Parkinson, informed me. Worried, I headed to the infirmary without another word.
On my way, the parents gaped at me. Maybe, because I looked like a deathly pale, scary gothic girl, wearing a black dress. Rarely has anyone seen me smile or cry, because most of the time I portrayed myself as a serious person; as a ready to kill character.
Upon entering the infirmary section, I'd to wait for the nurse to call me. "Ms.Night, you may enter now....", the nurse exclaimed from the inside. Taking a deep breath, I stood up to my feet, preparing myself for the worst to come.....
