~~tisha~~
When we arrived at Jasmine's house it was silent, no lights were on and no cars were in the drive way.
I could sense something wasn't right.
Something just didn't feel right , it was a little to silent the bus driver honked the horn and nobody walked out.
" Nahni come with me to get her."
As we walked from the bus up the steps to her house we noticed the door was slightly open.
when we made our way inside the house it was a mess, broken glass ,objects and a hole was in the wall everything was tore up.
" Maybe we should go upstairs maybe she's up there" nahni said while looking around.
She was the toughest out of all but I could tell she was just as nervous as I was to walk upstairs.
We grabbed each other's hands and walked upstairs and there was a broken picture lying on the floor I bent down and it was a picture of jas's grandmother.
" Now something's not right" I said to nahni jas would never break a picture of her grandmother .
It was 5 rooms up here and something was telling me to go to the room at the end and that's what I did.
When we reached the end nahni opened the door ,and I just stood there in shock of what I was seeing.
"JASMINE" I said while running to her.
she was lying in a puddle of blood with bruises all over her body and face , her face was so swollen her eyes were closed shut and her lip was busted and swollen ,her body looked lifeless.
" JASMINE" I cried out as I lifted her head up.
"Babygirl please wake up" I said as the tears began to roll down my face.
" PLEASE BABYGIRL DON'T DIE ON ME" I cried out again.
Nahni was just as in much shock as I was she was on the edge of the bed just looking at jas lying here lifelessly with tears in her eyes.
" Nahni" I said with a shaky voice " call 911 please! "
Nahni grabbed her purse and walked downstairs to call 911.
" JAS BABYGIRL PLEASE WAKE UP!" I yelled out.
" PLEASE BABY GIRL!" I pleaded
" The ambulance will be here any moment nahni " said with her head down with out looking at jas.
" Ok" I said lowly.
Me and jasmine have been friends since we were 13 years old ,and we've been through so much and I can't lose her now.
looking at her like this brought pain to my heart all I could do was cry , if I lose her I would be so lost with out her she's my best friend and sister she's my right hand , ride or die chick , I wouldn't be able to function right with her gone what am I gonna do I thought.
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Treat me like somebody
Short Storyeveryone wants that special person to make them feel on top of the world to cuddle with to hug on and make them feel loved not the opposite jasmine is 18 Her parents were separated when she was nearly 8 years old and she was raped when she was 12 y...
