Where it starts

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Sam's point of view

"After recent events... We think you should write down what your day is like every day so it can help you vent and help get over some things... Also we want to make sure you aren't depressed or anything. And help over come fears ok, you'll do this ever day right?"

"Yeah whatever... The doctor says I should rest easy for week before going back to class."

"Ok in that time write about everything you can ok?"

"Whatever."

As I walk out of my colleges consolers office and head back to my dorm every one looks at me. I can't say I blame them I would stare at me too. I mean I'm not hiding anything I'm wearing a shirt that doesn't cover my stomach so the bandages are exposed and shorty shorts so the bandages on my legs are exposed and my arms are covered in bruises. I feel my vision getting blurry but I won't cry at least not here so I'm about to unlock the door but I hear it open and see my two very concerned friends. I walk past them and they don't say anything they know to give me time before I can talk about it so I listen to music and open my laptop. But I glance up at my room it's pretty big I guess. It's got brown wall but is covered in posters and pictures. We have three beds one single and bunk beds. We also have a couch and some bean bag chairs and a little coffee table. I look at my roommates and they smile weakly at me. I missed them and the colorful pictures on the walls. It's way better than hospital white ill tell you that.

Entry 1 (I guess)

So I just got back from the hospital I won't explain why... But ill start from the beginning with my two best friends Izzy and Sarah. Izzy is very tall she's six foot she has long blond hair that was once red you can see it coming back red, and has green eyes that also have brown in them (I've always envied her eyes) she is also kinda of a badass who am I kidding she is one. But unlike all red heads she isn't pale she's actually pretty tan. Then there's Sarah she's short and is a nerd she is black and has black hair with blond highlights and has hazel eyes. Me I'm not that tall I'm 5'6" have blonde hair but I have red ombré and have brown eyes I like to keep to myself, like I build up walls that are hard to knock down. I don't have a very successful love life I just recently got out of a relationship with James...

*Flash back*

I wake up surrounded by a pile of blood. I get up to see my legs oozing blood I can't really move them so I think of the only thing I can.

"JAMES!"

"Oh good your awake so I can finish you."

I don't see him but I feel something on my head its cold I look to see its a gun. Shit.

"James why are you doing this I care about you don't you care about me?"

"How could I ever care about some one as messed up as you! You are just another slut that I didn't have sex with because she was useless to me!"

I then hear him load the gun I start to cry when I hear police sirens and I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding in. They come in through the door, but before I can even react I hear a gun shot and a very sharp pain in my stomach I look down and see a new bullet wound.

'Great shot by my ex boyfriend geez where do I find these guys!'

"Look at me your going to be alright ok your going to be fine."

That was the last thing I heard before everything went black.

***

I wake up in a hospital bed with some one in handcuffs by my side then it hit me. Why I'm here, and I know who it is. James.

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