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Hi, I'm James Sutherland...
I'm a Junior student...
Once upon a time, in freshman year. I fell in love with this Girl named Kirstie Evans... She's amazing... She's... She's just perfect.
She has beautiful, brunette hair, that I brush with my fingers, whenever she lays her head on my lap, mesmerising, emerald green eyes, that I would just stare at for hours upon hours, perfect, reddish lips, that I wished to kiss someday, maybe as a wake up call... She's sweet, gentle, and Caring... And the most loving person you'll every meet... What I don't understand is... Why her? Why now? Why do this to her? Why let her experience it?
I'm sitting, watching her, hoping that she'll move, at least one bit... A simple sign... Her family and friends crying their eyes out... My wounds from last time hasn't healed... Me reading her journal, makes me wish that she'd stay at least one night with me.
I'm still in shock with the fact that... I heard someone, I look behind me, no one was there.
"James..." I can't make out who it is, a hand held my shoulder. "James?"
She's awake!! "Kirstie!"
Everyone's head lifted up, their face brightened up!
"I'm so glad you're okay!"
"Where am I?"
"Well, obviously... You're at the hospital" Lisa says, teasingly.
"My injuries?!" She lifted herself and look over her body with panic.
"Hey, it's okay! You have no injuries"
"How long was I here?"
"Three days... Just one hour more, it would've been four days" I say.
"Is that... Elliot?" She asks.
Why is she asking? "Yeah, why?".
"Didn't he... Die?"
What is she talking about? "No, it's only Tuesday, we hanged out almost four days ago.. Don't you remember?".
"But there was a psychopath that killed Cutie, Hoodie, Elliot, Elizabeth, Stephanie, John, Jonathan.. And a boy named Henry?"
How does she know Henry? She hasn't met him yet, he came for a visit here but haven't officially talked.
"How do you know Henry?" I asked.
"Wasn't he with us in that hell hole?" She says.
"It must've been a lucid dream, you were comatosed for almost four day, I was here when Cutie visited you on the first day. And then Hoodie came to visit you on your second day. They both didn't say much, just came to ask how you were doing... Well more like timidly, and almost soundlessly asked, Ivan and I came afterwards, Cutie, Hoodie, Henry, Elizabeth, Stephanie, John, and Jonathan left already. The rest are here" Lisa says.
"So they're not dead?" She asks.
What on earth is she talking about? Did she have a really long nightmare? What could it be about though... Wait, she mentioned a psychopath! Could it be that psycho who kills someone every year? Yeah! It could be! I shook my head and smiled at her.
"It's all over now, don't worry about it" I said. She nods at me and smiled back, her stomachs rumbles, I smile at her. "Hungry, ay?" I said. "Well, we better get some, come on, here's your wheelchair, the doctor said if you ever wake up, you'll stay in this wheelchair for two weeks, or more, or maybe not at all, depends."
She nods at me, I don't know what she's thinking right now, but it's troubling her a lot, I can tell. She has that voided look in her eyes, a straight like from her lips, her eyebrows slightly lowered but not enough to be noticeable, and she's pale.
Lisa, Ivan, my sister, Bradley, Elizabeth, and Stephanie stayed in the room.
We got to the cafeteria, and took a couple of supplements, and now we're on the halls. Something feels. Dreadful. Like a threat. A chil ran up my spine and pinned itself painfully on the back of my neck. I bit my tongue. I felt my fingers shaking. My knees quivering. Something feels definitely wrong.
