The Kill

Carissa, 14, female, dead. She doesn't know what happened that night, "was I always like this?" she asks herself. No one knows what happened but the ones who already knew, are the most sketchy people she has ever met. She can't go near her sunroof any more or outside without a black hoodie on and all of her pale skin is covered. She's alone in this, until someone wants her gone, for, good.