I heard the knock on the door. BANG BANG! It was okay it's not like someone died even if it woke me up. I was sleeping. Then there was a knock on my door. BANG! My head hurt. BANG BANG!
I got up and let my mother into my room while I whiped my nose on a tissue. Then the other man stepped into view. He was a police officer.
Georgie was dead.
My sister was dead.
Just like my dad. Now I was all alone. My mom couldn't take the grief without anyone to help and I couldn't handle feeling so alone. Georgianna was dead. She had a bullet in her brain. She helped so many people. But now that she was dead: she left so much chaos in her wake.
Geogiana white died a year ago today. It had been a full year of being alone, except for Christian towers. But then the accident happened, and now he spends all his time with Dolore. The school held a memorial service for Georgie. They called her a hero and made Dolore say something. But I couldn't listen. All I could think about was how every night since then my mother has had terrible nightmares and how I can't sleep because of her screems. All I can think about is how much I wish is were me instead of Georgie. I wish it were all over. I wish I was dead.
