Chapter 1

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POV: Winter

My parents are dead. They got murdered. I have no family. The only good that has come out of the last 3 months is my best friends family adopted me. My best friend is my sister. I don't really even, think that's great. I mean, the people that murdered my parents are after me. I'm going to get my best friend killed.

She says I won't, but I What if I get my best friend murdered, I think as I sing a song I wrote 2 months ago after my parents died. I won't be able to live with myself. I might as well be the one to go to jail for murdering my best friend a hot tear escapes my eye and slips down my face. This is too much to handle at once. The door opens,

"Hey Winter do you want pizza",Summer asked sitting at the end of my bed, "Are you crying again"?

"I'm going to get you murdered", I sobbed,"My best friend... murdered". I said between sobs.

"Winter, what was our promise when we entered middle school", Summer asks.

"We'll be here for each other through thick and thin, even if it gets us killed".

"Exactly. Don't forget. Remember it. Now get up, get dressed, and we will go for ice cream".

"Exactly. Don't forget. Remember it. Now get up, get dressed, and we will go for ice cream".

"Was that a question or a demand", I said sarcastically.

"A demand", Summer said rolling her eyes walking out my room.

I can't go out with Summer. Those people might see us and kill her and leave me to suffer more. Summer. Dead. Me. Here. Without. Summer. I fall to the ground. Sobbing.

"WHY? WHY ME? OUT OF ALL PEOPLE?", I scream/sob.

I can't stay here. I have to leave. Stay by myself for my whole life. I can't trust anyone or talk to anyone they might end up dead. It will be all be because of me. I can't get my best friend and her family killed. I should go to jail. Not those guys I mean the problem is me not everyone else who's going down with me, right?

"NO! BECAUSE OF ME! IT'LL ALL BE BECAUSE OF ME!", I screamed. "WINTER, HELP! I CAN'T BREATH! CALL YOUR MOM! I CAN'T BREATH! I'M HAVING A PANIC ATTACK, AGAIN!"

Summer burst into the room already on the phone with her mom. She probably won't answer,because she is at work

"WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO DO", Summer screams.

"CALL...911", I said. I cried into Summer's chest trying to catch my breath.

"Yes. Umm...Hi. M-My sister adopted sister is having a panic attack ,again.We're 14. She's at work. He's on a business trip. 4506 Rosemore path. Her's or Mine? Oh...Winter Moore. Okay thank you bye", she hung up,"Winter breath they are on there way. I'm going to try and call my mom again", she said hugging me tighter into her chest. "Mom, Winter's having another bad panic attack. The ambulance are on there way. It's worse than the last one. I think you should call her therapist. Okay. I think they are here. I'll see you at the hospital. bye".

The medics come through the door. "SHE'S IN HERE", Summer yells. They rush through the door, pick me up lay me down on the bed, strap me up,put a mask on my face to help me breath,pull me into the ambulance car with Summer rushing behind me, and we go to the hospital. Next thing I know I pass out in the ambulance.

When I wake up there is a crowd around me. I start thinking what if the people trying to murder me are in this crowd. That idea gnaws at me until I just keep thinking"I'm going to get Summer killed." I start freaking out I don't know what to do. I start having another panic attack. This one is way worse I start shaking, sweating, my head starts throbbing, and the heart mator starts to beep. This gets the attention of the doctors. He clears the room and calls 3 nurses. I managed to get the words "bring Summer in here" before I passed out.

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