I have a girlfriend, her name is Brittany. I called Brittany.
"Hey."
"Hey."
"Can you come here later tonight?"
"Sure."
"See you later."
"Bye."
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I went to my friends party. Then I went home. I had some more drugs, then I blacked out. . . .
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Brittany's P.O.V.
I came to Kendrick's house and knocked on the door.
KNOCK! KNOCK!
Maybe he is sleeping. So, I took out my keys to his house. I was right, he is fast asleep in the chair.
So I decided to go to bed.
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Morning.
Brittany's P.O.V.
I woke up and I looked over to the chair thinking Kendrick would be up, but he was in the chair. In the same position. I walked over to him and said:
"Hey Kendrick."
No response.
"Kendrick, get up!"
Still no response.
Then I started shaking him but he wouldn't get up. I called his name several times, but he still wouldn't get up. Then I checked his pulse. I couldn't feel it. I dragged him to my car, then I tried to get him in the car. People walked by and looked at me like I was crazy, but I tried my best to ignore them. When I finally got him in the car, I raced like a jet to the hospital.
