It's your fault

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I walked to Pamela's house even though she said "no worrys, Ill pick you up" murmuring to myseelf on the way to Pamela's house. Imstead o Pamela being at her house she was by the dead body's. "Isn't it just sad......poor souls."after Pamela said that she began to laugh "sike they deserve to die" I ooke at her like she was crazy. "My dad is coming soon just sit tight."said Pamela. "While we wait lets play truth or dare""truth or dare" I didnt want to respond but the words just came out ,but it was very silent "truth" I said like i was so nervous "what i couldnt here you you  said dare ,ok"said Pamela I wanted ro say truth louder but...but...i just cant. "I dare you to get in the car with the......mhm guy in the red shirt. I felt so....so.....embarrased when i just stepped into the car. Everyne was just staring at me then eventually big mama down the block called the police.They arrived a soon as they got the call i tried to get out but Pamela was holding the door shut. When the police came i was so...mad at Pamela. She was so unfair. "Omg get out of there ,what were you thinking. " she said kike she told me not to as she helped me out the car. "Why would you do such a thing young lady, we will have to speak with your parents"said one of the officers. I tired to tell him what really happened but the word just wouldnt come out. Thats when Pamela's dad arrived and we hopped in the car.

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