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First they killed my best friend, second my mother, and third my respect of the real world. They are the leeches that go to my school. My name is Maria O'Reily and this is my story of how I went from being happy inside to feeling hatred.



It all happened on a wonderful winter's night. I was walking to the store to get food for my mom cause she was home with the flu.

Suddenly it got very quiet. I was walking around the corner to Dave's Supermarket when I tripped and fell to the ground, hurting my elbows, my arms, and my knees. The weird thing was, I wasn't crying at all because I'm used to falling and tripping. It's in my nature.

Anyway, I got up slowly to see what I had tripped on, and it was a body with blood covering it. I scremed when I had realized I had blood on my clothes as well.

Luckily, someone heard me and came over to see what was wrong. All I did was stare at the body.

The person that came over was the most interesting person I have ever seen. It was a boy with black hair, red streaks, red eyes, and a pale face. His teeth were pointy and he looked about my age which was good for me. I guess?

I asked while feeling shaking, "Um, whats your name?"

He replied, "Dylan Fitzpatrick, I just moved to this town, I live in the Warrington States Apartment, just around that corner if you turn right."

I wanted to ask so many questions about him, but I was suddenly worried about whose body I had tripped over.

I asked Dylan if he could turn the body so that I could get a clear shot at the person's face. Surprisingly, he turned it around like nobody's business.

When I saw whose face it was, I started crying hysterically because I was looking at the dead face of my best friend Jennifer. I put my head on Dylan's chest crying. Dylan put his arms around me and comforted me. I really didn't know Dylan well and he didn't know me well enough, but I didn't care. I just stood there crying for more than an hour.

Finally, when I stopped crying, I called the police and ambulance. I asked Dylan if he wanted to stay, but he said he had to get back to his apartment. I thought it was strange how he ran off so quickley.

As the police and ambulance came and I answered a few questions, I saw that far off in the distance was a group of boys whom looked very familiar.

Part 2 will be posted tomorrow, but if you have any suggestions on what I should write next, please feel free to comment suggestions away!!

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VenusFire
02:03 Jun 09 2010

No suggestions. Can't wait to read part 2! :)

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