Poppy Part 3: Learn From Your Mistakes

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I woke up with a chill, there was a small beeping sound beside me, turning my head I had realized I was in a hospital bed. Bandages covered my waist up to my breasts which made breathing sting. I also seemed to have bandages over my right eye, this made me panic. Luckily, a nurse had entered the room with around two or three officers behind and they gave me answers of what was going on. I didn't believe the story, or well understand the logic behind it but the oldest officer said someone crashed the party, killed 7 students, injured 4, and successfully kidnapped 2- I say 'successfully' because it was going to be 5 till 2 died with their bodies abandoned on the street, and 1 was saved... which was me. But how was I saved? Well the answer would be Jasmine. Unfortunately, she was shot then finally stabbed to death before saving herself just to keep me safe from the crazy nut job.

Of course this made me fell guilty, knowing someone died protecting you is painful. I still didn't trust the story though; it just didn't seem right and or was that paranoia that made the doctors sick of me, sending me home early.

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