Hello. My name is Amanda. I am 17, and I am dead. I didn't die of a normal death. In fact, it was an accident. Me and a couple of friends were just playing around, but before I get to that, I have to tell you my story from the begining.
*1Year Before*
"Amanda.!" I could hear my best friend Christian screaming my name from down the hall. As I turned to go find her, I could see her fire red hair bouncing up and down as she ran towards me. Her perfect sky blue eyes matching her new low-high dress. She had amazing skin, way better than mine. "Amanda.! Guess Who's Party We Just Got Invited To.!"
"Samantha's.?" It would have been terrible if Samantha asked us to come to a party she was having. Not to be rude, but the girl could make you feel like your insides were melting just by making eye contact. But lets face the facts, me and Christian weren't exactly your popular type of people.
"Ew.! No way.! Josh's party. He just asked,me.!"
"And what did you say.?" I asked, a little astonished. Why would the sexiest, most popular guy in school ask us to come to his party.? I thought to myself.
"I said yes duhh.! Sam use your head.! This is the party of the year. Do you really think I would turn something like that down.?"
If I would have known that I would breathe my last breath because of that party, I would have told her yes.
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