I slept for a while, my mother was still by my side when I woke up. She was sleeping. I decided not to wake her, and made my way down the stairs. I walked over to our refridgerator and pulled out some eggs and milk. Then, I went to the cabinet and got cinnamon, and a fork from the pull out drawer and got some bread from the brown, bamboo bread box. Finally I got a bowl from the bowl/plate cabinet and started making some french toast. Last night was stuck in my head. On a constant loop. I tried multiple times shaking my head hoping it would just shake out of my head. Like a wet dog shaking off. But it stayed in my head. Maybe A shower would help, I thought. And walked up to the shower. I undressed and popped in. Singing random songs I didn't even know all the words to. I couldn't stop looking for answers. Not now, not anymore. If anything, that guy made me even more curious to find out what happened to Cali. I had to know. I had to figure out who took her away from me. "Where do I even start?" I said to myself. I didn't even know where to start, how could I finish? I let the water run over my body, as if it was removing my stress, but it wasn't. I feel so useless.
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Dead Inside and Out
Mystery / ThrillerThis story is about a girl named Hannah Glim who tries to find out who killed her best friend Cali Harrison. While dealing with her own personal problems, she realizes it won't be as easy as she thought and keeps hurting herself in the process.
