Everything had changed in that one day. All the teachers. Staff. Students new about what happened. Just got at least 25 cards and 8 gifts that day about my loss. Everyone knew there was no way of getting out of this. By the end of the day Dylan found me immediately and we left the building. Him and I headed home right away. His mom didn't wanna cook so we went to buffet city and ate. It was Dylan's favorite restaurant. So we ate there and people there came up to me and asked if I was the firm on the news. I couldn't lie to them. I told them I was. They were asking questions about me and what happened and how old my mom was and my sister and my dad were and stuff like that. I don't think I was gonna get away from this that easily. There was probably only one way to get away from this. Running away. This was a decision I had to make. But I would think about it for a while. The next day at school me and Dylan decided to walk. It wasn't that far. We walked to school and it was a bit chilly. We walked and walked and walked. But it was only a mile. It didn't seem like a mile to me. Probably because I was quite the hole time. We walked and when we got to school I sat in the cafe and waited for the bell to right. I was very quiet that day. Not much came out of me. Dylan was trying to cheer me up. After all it was almost Halloween. Dylan knew that Halloween was one of my favorite holidays. If you actually count that as a holiday. But anyways. It was only two weeks till Halloween night and I thinking had made my decision right then thinking about Halloween...
