"Goodbye Monica."

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Joey's POV

My mouth hung open. I ran to the pile of bloody bodies. I threw them wherever. As long as they're out of my way.

I dug through all the bodies. She wasn't there!

Where is she?!

Where?!

Where?!

Just go ask her, idiot.

"Where are you, Monica?" I asked. Please! Hurry!

"Over here!" she screamed so I could hear her.

I ran faster that lightning to her.

Then I approached her.

Her bloody body.

Scars on her arms, legs, hands, and face.

A knife sat in her shoulder.

Tears freely fell from her eyes.

She sat in a puddle of tears mixed with blood.

I let my tears fall. I had to control myself from throwing up. The sight was hideous.

I reached to grab her, but she blacked out.

Wait. Did she? Or is she- NO!!!

I put my head against her chest.

There was no heartbeat.

She was not breathing.

Her eyes were shut.

Her mouth hung open.

I pulled up her shirt.

And wished I NEVER did.

Her stomach was cut open. Organs were falling from the cut.

I nearly vomited this time.

I backed up. I knew it.

Why'd it have to happen?

I'm gonna kill Mr. Fear!

Thanks to him, I lost my sister.

"Goodbye Monica." I said sadly.

Monica was now dead.

I walked out the room, feeling a need to go to the nurse's office.

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