As I prepare to take my life, a sparkle of hope appears before my very eyes. Her name is Britanny, she was my crush when I was in highschool until now. In highschool I was so obsessed with her that I built a shrine in my closet dedicated to her. I didn't have the courage to ask her for a date, but when I did something bad happened. On the morning I was gonna ask her, Erin gave me a grin and went to Britanny holding a paper with three choices: A. Yes B.A C. Both. My heart sunk and my throat went dry when Britanny said yes. Adrenaline rushed through my veins as I prepared to stab Erin with scissors, but my friend Tim stopped me and said it's not worth it she's not worth it. As the bell rung for break I rushed to the basketball court, depressed I began shooting hoops and they all went in. I felt so angry and depressed I slammed the ball that it went outside. A year before this also happened but this time it was Alenn.
