Make Me Wanna Die.

Chapter 1 ~ Hazel

Authors Note:

Hi, this is my story it's not perfect so just ignore any bad punctuation and grammar please. Thanks

This is the cover for Frozen Charlotte a book I really recommend to slightly older readers (13+). You will encounter this book in my story in case you were wondering.

Dear Diary,
                     I have never cried before but some how him just looking at me makes me want to scream and cry..... How can he do this, I don't understand.

Hello, I am Hazel Denoure and I am  having the worst year of my life. It started six months ago.

....."Truth or Dare?" Ciera asked this is where it started."um truth?" I said

"who do you have a crush on?"

"um....... can I change to a dare?"

"No!" She shouted. we weren't... aren't even friend but I don't think she knows that, and don't even ask he how I got into this position in the first place because I don't even know."Fine... um... its... um... uh.... it's John Slothen!"I said

"What!?!". She screeched

"I know." I said miserably.....

I really regret telling her. Like so much.

And the next day this happened.....

"Oh John"Ciera screeched "come over here."

"What?...oh hi Hazel."he said

"hi" I said starting to blush "um.....I uh....I gotta go"I said before slipping away.

"what? Uh bye, I guess.....um what did you want to tell me Ciera?"

"Oh just that....."

That's the last thing I heard.

I also really regret leaving. Like soooo much.

"He will never love you."

"Oh on" I moaned.

"No one will ever love you."

"You mean us. No one will ever love us." Yes I said us. No I'm not crazy before you ask I'm just different. You will learn soon enough what I mean.

That night.....

I was sleeping happily dreaming about being pulled into my new favourite book Frozen Charlotte by Alex Bell.......when suddenly everything went black and I heard a scream it was a boy screaming, it was John he came in to view his hands covering his eyes "my eyes I can't open them!?" He was sobbing loudly that's when I noticed the blood crimson red blood mixed with tears running down his face. He fell to his knees.

"....wha........w-what...happened." I asked shakily.

"This is all your fault" he said so quietly I had to strain to hear him.

"What....?" I said in pure and true shock "THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT!?" He screamed while removing his hands, and a truly horrific sight came into view two needles one in each eye going through his eyelids into his eyes. I was nearly sick at the sight. It was just like the book but instead of the Fair Charlotte ballad I heard a different song

"One each night shall die a death,
More tragic than the last.
One tonight will meet their death,
As the demons pass.

Take his hand,
Do the demons chore.
Here you stand,
At the foot of deaths door."

It was a high pitched inhuman sound, something I'd heard before....