Chapter 8:Meghan...NO! !

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Chris walked me home after school. It was pouring outside. He didn't have an umbrella so we were under his gigantic coat.

"I didn't ask u but are u ok after this morning?"

"Oh,yea. But I got detention all this week."

"Oh"

"Have you heard from Meghan today Chris"

"No,she was supposed to turn in our rubric for our project. Now we're gonna get a late."

"I'm about to call her"

***I dial her number***

***She doesn't answer***

I try texting her and wait for a response. We approach my house and I open the door.

"I'll see u later"

Mom comes from the kitchen.

"Oh hi Chris"

"Hi Mrs.Greene"

"You can come in. Its supposed to get worse out there."

Me and him come in.

"I'm gonna go call my mom and tell her I'm here."

He leaves the room.

"I got a call from yo school today."

"I bet u did. I have detention for the rest of the week."

"I KNOW"

***Later at night***

Chris is still here cuz it is terrible outside and we're on a tornado watch. His mom is over here too. We turn the news back on and here's something worse I see...

***News reporter talking***

"We just received news about a girl being kidnapped this morning. She was walking to school when two men wearing all black grabbed her and held a gun to her head. The carried her to a house and began. beating her with the floorboards. And left her bloody body in the house as they escaped. Luckily she was found a half hour later by a neighbor.

Poor old Meghan Jameson is in the hospital facing severe injuries...

***Back to us***

I started bursting out crying in disbelief. My best friend! I can't believe this! What sick person would do this to her. Chris is in disbelief too. His bottom lip hanging down and his eyes begin to water. At the wrong time we hear a loud boom of thunder outside causing me to cry more.

My mom also knew Meghan was my bestest friend. She always comes to my house and greets her. She gives me a tight hug.

"Its ok Jaide. U know what,when u get home tomorrow we're gonna go visit her."

I was glad to hear that. I couldn't stop crying. I can't wait to see her.

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