The pain, the blood, those cold murderous eyes, its face stained with red. My pain is unbearable. I wish it would stop. My last wish is to say goodbye but now I know my last wish won't be granted. Each step is one step more until I thought I was going to die. I never knew it would end this way. I looked up and prayed to God for the last time thinking I would see him very soon. To me it was the end, and the last tear drop finally fell.
When I was little, I always knew I was special or as I called it back then, "weird". I had jet black hair, color-changing eyes, a so called weird and shy reputation, and finally a very big imagination. Have you ever heard the saying "Imagination opens doors"? To me, that saying was my escape from everything. My imagination would be my friend, my only access to a world no one could comprehend, understand or see. My imagination started with Disney princesses and princes with musical numbers and sing-alongs.. The things that influenced me later in life were books; I wanted my life to be like the people's lives in the books, the magical perfect life they always got just because the author assigned it to them. To me, being seventeen doesn't change anything. My name will always be Ren. My hair will always be black, and hopefully my imagination will help me survive.
It was a normal day in Washington; it was very cold and rainy, everyone carrying an umbrella with their rain boots on. Sadly my car broke down yesterday and so now my only option was to walk to school or to take the metro bus. I decided to walk, so I slipped on my boots, grabbed my umbrella and started the fifteen minute walk to school. Weirdly, I enjoyed this weather and the sound of the splashing of water at my feet, but the only thing I don't like is when people walk by and splash water all over you just by running in a puddle you don't even notice.
I saw Elli's car pass by me, followed by Cassidy and Haley's carpooling parade. Why wasn't I in the carpooling parade? Well, it's just not my type of thing I could go with Cassidy but I didn't feel like arriving at her front door like a hopeless puppy without a home but in my case, a car.
I arrived at Kalama High School fifteen minutes before school started. I dried up my boots, went to my locker, and headed off to class. I went through all the crowds of people, dodging the people walking towards me, hugging my sweater close. I was hoping to see him today, the new kid who sat next to me in English class. He was mysterious, quiet, handsome, or at that time better looking than most boys. What more did high school girls want?
I walked through the doors, and he wasn't there. Instead, I saw Cassidy, my best friend, sitting in his place ready to explode with the latest news about the Paramore concert coming up this weekend. I sat next to her, slumped in my chair and started to stare out the window into the gloomy gray sky. She looked at me, frowned and said, "Why aren't you listening to me?" she said annoyed. "Is something wrong? You seem out of it today."
"Yah maybe it's that," I said confidently, hoping that would be the true reason.
"So what did you say about the concert," I asked, trying to seem excited. Luckily, her face lit up and she started talking about the plan for the whole night and which hotel we going to stay at, what we should bring, and that she wanted to go to the beach that weekend.
"How are we going to do all that in just two days," I asked stunned.
"Well, if we walk fast, we can probably do lots of stuff in a couple hours," she said smiling.
Cassidy was the type of person that liked to go places straight away and as fast as possible. I was a type of person who liked to go to places to take pictures and just breathe in their beauty. Cassidy on the other hand, wanted to travel for the shops and for the right of bragging that she gets to go everywhere, even if the place is only three hours away.
