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3 years later...

"That's the story of how my friends died at the last year of high school. Me and my friend Dina was able to make it out alive... but we were heartbroken out close ones died. Especially her sister Ashely. But we learned a lot while our body was templing from the massive running, NEVER go to a camp with your friends. Go to a beach house."

Everyone at the high school I used to go to clapped. Some even cheered. My husband Joe tapped his watch. We were running late for our flight. You guys guessed it, I'm married, Dina is married with two children. Ashely and Rammy. 

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As me and Joe were driving to the graveyard, I told him to stop. I held four roses in my hand, walking to where my friends were. I felt water works already. I layed each rose on their grave. Joe walked over to me, wrapping his arm wround my shoulder.

"Rest in peace you guys... You didn't deserve the treatment Zane and Mr. Rock gave you. You should be here with me... I love you all. Goodbye now. I'll come back to visit."

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