I grabbed my phone and leaned over to call her. There was no answer. I knocked on their door,yet the house was empty. First,I thought that they might be off for a family trip,but quickly remembered that Annie's parents were at work. I went back inside,feeling like punching myself. I would never forgive myself because of what I have done. I was such a horrible friend! What if she commited suicide again? It would be all my fault! Oh my,what was I going to do?!
While turning the doorknob,a piece of paper fell down. It had fancy handwriting all over it. Annie. The note said: "I cannot breathe, I feel like somebody is stabbing me in my neck.Come to the hospital. Now.
I had to go to the hospital to find out what had happened to Annie. Suddenly,I remembered the crack in her neck. It had to be that. She wasn't wearing a plaster when I saw her this morning! I somehow had to go to the hospital,again. It was then that my mom and dad told me that they were going to work.
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Foreign To This World
Non-FictionHow does it feel to be a foreigner? Nobody knows better than Lilac. She has an unpredictably active mind,yet no words have came out of her mouth ever since she was born. Will she finally pour out the years of emotions inside of her?
