I couldn't believe what I had just witnessed. Emily totally kicked Jackson's ass! It was one of the best things that I had ever seen. After the whole fight, we went up and congratulated her for being so brave. I don't think she realized it, but she had done a lot for all of the kids that have ever been victims of Jackson. She was the most bad-ass person that I had ever met. I would have never expected something like that from her. After the fight, we all decided to walk each other to our classes. Emily stayed back for a moment to talk to Carter, while we kept walking. Inside, I longed for the kind of love that Emily and Carter had. I used to have a girlfriend, until she moved all the way to England. I turned around to them and said:
"You guys coming?" They said nothing as they walked down the hallway to join the rest of us. For first hour, I had history. Nobody else was in that class with me, so I felt slightly lonely. Today, we were learning about the Great Depression. I guess I never knew that things could be so happy one minute, and the next it all turns to shit. Pretty much The Great Depression in a nutshell. People would party the night away without a care in the world, and then the stock market decides to crash. Anyways, I stopped paying attention after that. The subject was so boring, I slowly drifted into sleep.
I felt a sharp, horrible pain. I was in complete darkness and I couldn't see anything at all. Suddenly, a light brighter than I had ever seen flooded over the room. After my eyes adjusted, I looked down at myself. There were 5 different knives in my body and blood everywhere. I tried to yank them out, but they wouldn't budge. I began to panic as I heard my name being called. Mark....Mark...Mark....
"Mark!" I jolted awake. Thank God it was just a dream. I rubbed my eyes and looked to see the history teacher glaring at me. I assumed that she had caught me sleeping.
"Uh.. I'm sorry." The teacher cleared her throat and kept teaching the lesson. That was definitely one of the strangest dreams that I had ever had. But what did it mean? The bell rang, and I set off to consult the others......
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The Suicide Pact
Genç KurguCarter. Emily. Mark. Tabitha. Liam. Charlotte. All have different stories, all have different reasons. Unlikely friends with only one thing bringing them together. The need to kill... themselves
