Party.

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Crying. That's what I've been doing for three days straight. I never wanted to go but the girls forced me to.

They said to come and it would be fine,it wasn't. After the party I was never the same. What's I saw would scar me for life.

I see it clearly and always will. My best friend lying on the ground blood covering a chest and her legs in a weird position.

I don't want to go out and face the world but I would have to some day.

I would always remember those blue eyes and those long blonde locks. He killed her or so I thought.

A/N okay so imma start fresh. Why? Cause the last chapters were crappy and shitty! But this one will be epic!

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