Epilogue: After the Attack

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Seven years had gone by in Damien High. The oddballs that sat at the table in the courtyard really proved that the statement 'it does get better after high school' is true.

Jessica went on to own the Future Design Company, which was a hit throughout America, Europe, and some of Asia. Alongside her expanding fashion company came a new name as well. She was no longer Jessica Moore, but Jessica Kade. Her husband, Kyle Kade, went on to build one of the biggest technology company in America that rivaled with Apple and Google. With a child on the way, the People magazine believed that they would be the richest family in America by 2025.

Now, Piper when on to gain a name for herself on Broadway and had starred in two hit movies so far. Piper's name was among the stars now. However, she wasn't alone. Piper had been seen many times spending time with growing music sensation Will Charles, an openly gay singer who is married to his manager, Steve Charles. They have been accompanied by Harry Law, a hit comedian in Northern America and is growing in popularity with each show.

This group of friends still gathers throughout the years, having parties or just hanging out with their friends from high school. However, there is a special day none of them miss. On March 16 every year, the group treks back to the high school they left behind to see the statue that changed their lives.

They would sit next to the memorial and think back to the days when they all would hang out at the little table not to far away. They might laugh at each other and look happy, but they all knew how to play that act. Down inside they hated the day. One of the friends they loved had died.

They wanted to blame someone- the bully, the teacher, or even the school, yet they knew they couldn't. In the end the problem wasn't one thing, it was everything. No one asked, nor he didn't tell. Their society pushed them all to the edge and let them suffer without sparing a glance. It wasn't their fault It was ignorance. 

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