I take a step back, and examen my surroundings. I didn't do it I swear, well I don't reamember, but I know I wouldn't kill some one.
stop dead in my tracks the last thing I can remember is leaving the party with micheal carter. then I wake up in an alley in front of his dead body, with out a scratch on me.
I touch his arm to see if hell I don't know that maybe he's alive or this is a dream. I thought out loud "Michael the jokes over you can get up now." But no response.
I just hope that no one remembers who he left with because this happened last year in north carolina at my old school. I left the party with the cheer captain to another party and next thing I know she's dead and I'm moving.
am I doing this.
looks like its time to move again for the seventh time.
