Just Friends

My Birthday

It's now my birthday, November 13th. I'm one of the youngest people in the grade, so I'm glad that I'm finally a right age.

I go into school. My friend Rachael made a cute little card for me. That was nice of her. I look over to my left, where Jacob is. Of course, I smile.

We both walk into homeroom and talk about life, and his girlfriend. Snazzy?

The bell rings. Jacob and I both walk down together to health. Like always, Ian, Jocelyn, Jacob and I fool around, talk and chug tic tacs. I love it.

It's now lunch. I sit down and my friends randomly start pulling random gifts out of their bag! I look at them.

"What is this?"

"It's for you!"

"No! You didn't have to!"

"Yes we did. Open them!"

I open them. They all made me handmade cards. I love my friends.

I go home and I go up to my room. I'm about to put on my headphones on and I hear a crash. I run downstairs and I see a bloody paper towel and my mom's bloody hand.

Great.