The Man that didnt need to Die

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I woke up, refreshed.  I packed my backpack and changed.  I soon set out the door.
I got to my class, and sat down like another normal day.  I was suprized on how normal things went.  I took notes like always and listened to the teacher talk.  After class, the teacher gave me the assignments I missed.  I got out of the class and walked down the hall.  Then, the principle came to me and told me to go with him to the office.  We went to his office and he sat down.  There were detectives and police around us.

He told me to sit down in his office, and he sat at the other side, facing me. He looked concerned. I touched my pocket. Shit. I left my knife at my room when I changed. I looked around. There wasn't anything that can kill someone. The best I can do right now is look casual and listen to what the principle has to say. The principle sighed and looked me in the eye. He was really nice to everyone, and I was one of his favorite students. He smiled and mumbled to himself, "why am I
even asking her this? of course she didn't do anything wrong." He cleared his throat and talked to me in a personable way.
"So there's been rumors about you. They say you make suspicious movements and sneak around all the time. I know it's not true. I don't want to believe it. But is it true?"

He looked at me with eyes that pleaded for forgiveness. I know he felt sorry for asking me that. But I didn't mind at all. But being an honest student with top grades and a loving personality, I understand why he couldn't believe the rumors. And it was true, I was an honest person. It will be hard to get through this without telling the truth.

"Uh.. I- I don't think so, principal. I didn't... I didn't to anything wrong, sir."

He sighed and smiled.

"I trust you, Anon. I knew it. You are innocent."

I smiled back with guilt and sorriness. I didn't want to lie to this loving old man. I wanted to tell the truth.

"Principle. I.. I'm so sorry. I lied."
"what?"
"My mind has been going insane lately, and it's probably because of stress and all, but I can't control myself."
"A..Anon, you-"
"I was absent for the last two days because I was at the Red Forest."

I wasn't going to tell him that murdered someone and met a killer in a torture chamber. I wasn't going to pressure this principle. He was the man who supported me after my brother died 3 years ago. He has always been there for me.

"I'm so sorry." I apologized one last time and stood up. I ran out of the room and looked back once.

Our eyes met, and I know his look of surprise and guilt and regret will never leave my memory. I went back to my room, relieved that I didn't have to use a weapon. I picked up my key knife, put it in my pocket, and made sure I was ready to leave. I wasn't going to stay here any longer. The police cars were here for a reason, and they will find out about me if I stay here. I was about to open the doorknob when I felt presence at the other side of it. I quietly crouched and looked from the crack of the bottom of the door to see who it was. My heart almost jumped out of its socket when I realized that I was staring right at someone else's eye. Whoever it is, whoever is outside my door, is looking at me from the bottom of the door. I grabbed my scarf form my desk and shoved it between the door and the floor. My heart was beating irregularly fast. I was walking towards the window when I heard a muffled laugh from outside. I recognized the voice, but I couldn't remember who the voice belonged to. I opened the window and looked down. I was 2 stories up. This wouldn't hurt me because I've fallen off a cliff before, but there were police outside with their guns pointed straight at my window. I felt a drop of sweat rolling down my cheek. Then, outside I heard a different voice. I recognized this one.
"STOP! GET AWAY FROM HER ROOM!" it shouted desperately. It was the principle. He was yelling at the stranger outside my door. The stranger laughed and I heard steel against skin. I sweat even more. Just what was going on outside my room? I heard the principle scream and say, "LIVE, ANON, LIVE!! SURVIVE TO THE END. MAKE IT CLEAR THAT YOU STAND IN THIS WORLD. YOU ARE STRONG. GOOD LU-" those were his last words.

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