Death came knocking

Chapter 1

I had never meant to die that day, but, I did, at school of all places, but I'm getting ahead of myself, this is my story of the last day of my life.

It was the morning of july 5th, Monday

"Abby, get up now or you will be late for school!" mum was screaming at me like she does every school morning.

Groaning i slowly pushed my sheets off me embracing the cold autumn air, as i got up i started to feel uneasy for some reason i did not know, but inside my head something was telling me that something bad was going to happen today,

"everything's ok Abby, today is just a normal school day, nothing bad's going to happen" I said to myself slowly, hoping that no one had heard me, but unfortunately someone did and off all people in my house it had to be my older brother miles

"Oh, god, Abby" he said with a teasing smile on his pimply face "you are not talking to yourself are you? Oh, wait; it's your imaginary friend isn't it?"

Miles really got on my nerves, but this morning he made me feel even worse "SHUT UP MILES! Get out of my room, NOW!"

"Whoa, calm down freak, no need to get stressed" miles was backing away, laughing

I slammed the door in his face -my first mistake-  once in the quiet of my room i started to feel uneasy again, this had never happened before so i decided to act on it, I put on my best sick face, went down stairs, and walked up to my mum clutching my stomach,

"hey mum" i said groaning "I don't feel well, can I please stay home?"

I knew mum wouldn't fall for it, but maybe mum was in a good mood  today, unfortunately she wasn't

"no, you had nearly a week off last month"

I knew getting into an argument with my mum was not a good idea so I stalked back to my room.

After 5 minutes of going through my clothes I finally found the outfit that would change my life -i did not want to be the only 15 year old in school without a boyfriend-

I brushed out my messy red hair, put on some lip gloss, as I did I looked at my face in the mirror, my red hair and soft pale face. I picked up my school bag with all my books in it and started to head down the stairs. i was just about to open the door when mum came into the room

"Abby, you haven't had breakfast yet"

"i don't need to eat now, I'm not hungry"

I then realised that, that was the wrong thing to say so I ran out the door before mum could call me back -something I realise now that, if I could, I would go back and say goodbye to mum-