Today is Wednesday, December 4th 2019. My physical therapy is not going to well. I keep falling and wobbling every time I try to walk with my new prosthetic's. The doctor says it is normal but I just feel like I can not do anything. I feel hopeless. The weather is not making me feel better. We keep getting thunder storms everyday since Thanksgiving. I hope everyone back home is staying safe. I try to ignore my depressive thoughts by watching the news. I turned on the TV,
"Special Forces have figured out where the bomb was planted in the Femboy Hooters at the Colorado High School mall. It was planted behind the toilet in the gender neutral one person bathroom. The Special Forces are still interrogating the students who are currently going to the school and the Femboy Hooters team are trying to recover the security recording they have lost during the explosion. More information will come at 12." After the news caster said as I turned the TV off.
"Did Ryan, Joey, Terri, or Simon get confronted by the Special Forces? What about Xavier? Or anyone else living at the house?" My thoughts were interrupted by someone opening my door.
"Sorry for the intrusion, but I have come to speak to you. Mr. Alex." said Nokia.
"Wait you're not fake? I thought I made you up after I didn't take my medication. But I took my medicine last night..." I said confusingly.
"Wait what? No. I am totally real. Am I?" Nokia said in a joking matter as he sits himself down in a chair next to my bed. "Anyway, I need to tell you something. But first I got to be honest."
"What is it Mr. Nokia?" I said to him questioningly.
"I kinda looked through your files and saw that back in July 17th 2019 you where chocked by a person named Margret corrected?" Nokia said me.
"Uh yeah. What about her?"
"I have a feeling she planted the bomb in the Femboy Hooters bathroom."
"WHAT?! How do you know?!"
"I looked through the security footage we have."
"Wait, I thought that was destroyed during the bombing."
"Well the mall has a separate security station than we have. Our school sees all, technically. So we get to see their footage and keep a second copy. They do not."
"So why not give the Special Forces your second copy of the footage?"
"Thing is we, or should I say I, don't have enough information on Margret to make any factual claims she did it."
"Oh I see..."
"Here look at this." Nokia pulls out his phone, and shows me the security footage from Thursday, November 28th 2019 at 3:30am. It shows a tall person in a thick heavy sweatshirt with a tiny flashlight walking up to the locked Femboy Hooters in the mall. Once this person gets in front of the gate they look left and right to make sure there weren't any cameras. But once this person looks to the right of them, they accidentally showed their face to the camera. Nokia zooms into the person's face and pulls up a picture of Margret as a side by side comparison. "You can kinda see it. I know its blurry but you can make out the facial features just a bit." Nokia said to me while putting his phone away.
"But how? I thought she was going to be in juvie for like eight years or something?" I said shockingly.
"Either she got bailed out or she escaped."
"But how would she know where this school is?"
"The thing is...our team messed up and sent a letter to her house back in August because she was still in the O-side database. If we have known ahead of time we wouldn't have sent a letter to her. I am sorry to scare you but I feel like you have a right to know. Stay safe Mr. Alex. Goodbye now." Nokia said as he gets up from his seat and walks out of my hospital room closing the door behind him.
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A Sun Lit Path
AcciónA group of teens where sent to a brand new school in another state leaving family behind. In this crazy setting full of drama and friends conflict how will our teens survive this un-normal environment
