I was the girl that sits in the back of class trying not to get noticed. I was the girl that helps other people but can't help herself and can't take her own advice. I was the girl that everyone makes fun of. I was a nobody. I honestly hated my life. I was never one of those "popular" girls at my school that got guys and had friends. But the funny thing is, that once I died, I suddenly became a somebody. . .
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When I was alive, when I actually had friends, I went to a party. We were all playing dare, a game where you can't refuse your dare or your head gets shaved. When it was my turn, my best friend at the time, Emily, and now my mortal enemy, dared me to kiss my crush. . . I couldn't back down, I had to do it or my head would be shaven. . . So, I walked nervously to him, grabbed his scratchy face and kissed him. He pulled away and started laughing along with everyone else.
