In the safe town of Riverwood, five students go out to the newly opened local Murder House for a fun night. But when things start to get too real, the question on everyone's mind is, will they make it out alive?
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I take one last look at myself in the mirror before putting on my jacket with a sigh. After what happened last week, I was in the hospital for three days until I finally convinced my mom that I'm okay and I can come home. The school said we can take as much time as we need, but we all decided that it'd be good to go back this week.
"Hey honey, I made breakfast." Mom says as I head for the door.
"Thanks mom, but I should get going, I'm meeting everyone at the diner and we're all gonna go together." I say.
"Oh." She says a little disappointed, but hides behind a smile.
My heart breaks a little when she starts removing all the delicious plates of breakfast she made. Sometimes I forget that it's not just hard for me but it's hard for her too, she almost lost me and that scares her. She's been trying extra hard to be the best mom she could be. But she doesn't know that she already is one.
"You know what? It's early anyways, they're not gonna be there in like another twenty minutes, so." I say and take a seat at our table in the kitchen and her face lights up. "This all looks so delicious. Thanks mom."
"You're welcome sweetie." She smiles from ear to ear.
In ten minutes I'm at the diner, Rico's. I see Breanna is the only one there yet, so I walk up to her.
"Hey Brea." I give her a smile, but she doesn't hear me. She physically might be here but mentally she's thousand of miles away. I can totally relate to that, I found myself in that exact situation a lot this past week. "Brea." I put a hand on her shoulder and she jumps in her seat. "Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you." I say as I take a seat across from her in the booth.
"It's okay, I'm just not myself these days." She says.
"Tell me about it, I know exactly how you feel."
We asked Brea, Jake, Woody and Randy to join the rest of us so we could go to school together. The first few days after what happened, we spent the majority of our time in the hospital coming together and telling each other what we went through in the Murder House. We only had each other, because no one else would understand how we felt in there. But, we all understood each other and even though we had differences in the past, it seemed like all of that was in a different life. None of that mattered anymore and we came together like we were old friends. Sure, we weren't that close yet, but, it takes time.
