Worse than Monday

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"Ok class, today's homework is page 69 questions 13-24, 57,64. Have a gre-" BANG BANG.

The limp bodies of my classmates fall dead around me. I act quickly. I fall back in my chair falling on Andy Trackson's blood covered body. I hear a faint heartbeat coming from his chest.

The shooters leave the room. I slowly and quietly get up follows by Andy doing the same. "Looks like we had the same idea, Lexi." He whispers.

I can only reply with a nod. I'm in shock. The bodies of kids, my friends, I've grown up with lay only feet away, no heartbeat to be found.

I hear more groans of pain coming from the back of the room. I quietly rush towards the sound.

Laying there, covered in blood, lays Ethan Dolan. His twin Grayson lays across the room unconscious.
"What the Hell happened?" Ethan almost screams. "Shhhhhhh!" I hush putting my hand over his mouth.

I can't believe I did that. "There is a killer on the loose. Be quiet." I say in hushed voice.

He shakes his head, denying what happened. His fellow classmates, his friends, or bruhs as he calls them, lay dead on the floor.

We rush over to Grayson. He is unconscious but alive. Ethan shakes him slightly. Grayson pops up like a whack-a-mole.

He gets up, grabs my wrist and runs. Ethan looks at him as if he killed someone. He keeps running down the hall towards the main door, dragging me behind him. I see Andy in the distance.

"Your gonna get us killed!" I scream whisper at Grayson. "I'm getting us out of here, to where it's safe." He replies softly.

He carries me outside past the football fields which are scattered with bodies, to an old Honda Accord. He sets me down in the backseat.

I sit up only to feel a sharp pain searing in my thigh. I see a large bloodstain. I was shot. "We need to get the p the hospital!" I cry. "Don't worry, we'll be okay." He says looking back in the reverse mirror.

Ethan gets in the backseat next to me, being very careful not to move my leg much. As we drive down the road we pass the hospital. "Grayso-" "We aren't going to the hospital." He says with a smirk.

Ethan stabs a needle into my left forearm. I fall into an abyss of darkness.

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⏰ Last updated: Feb 09, 2015 ⏰

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