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Walking past the gate, I keep my gaze focused on the sidewalk beneath my feet. It's chilly outside, but the bus should be at my stop any minute now. As soon as I get passed the house, I let go of a breath that I wasn't even aware that I was holding. I see the bus down the street at another stop. I am not excited for the bus ride because now everybody knows. Well, they know what they think is the truth. Key word there-think. Everyone wants to feel important so they just insist that their version of the truth is the right version. Only I know the truth, the messy, disgusting, unbearable truth. As I get onto the bus, everyone goes quiet. As I walk down the aisle, praying to find an open seat, everyone keeps their eyes on me. After what feels like forever, I finally find an open seat towards the very back of the bus. As soon as I sit down, the bus continues on its path and everyone starts to slowly go back to their conversations. Except for one person, a girl with long braided black hair, the top of her head covered by a black beanie. She is staring right at me so I

turn to look over at her. As soon as I look over at her, she turns to look out the window. She turned around so fast that I am doubting myself on whether or not she was actually looking at me in the first place. It does get me thinking though, why have I never seen her before? I know everyone that goes here, and I swear that I have never seen her before. I turn back around to face the window. I can see the school building in the distance, the overpowering hell that

awaits me. I can't wait to graduate to leave this depressing town. Although what happened was

beyond horrific, at least it made it interesting for a while around here. Pulling into the school lot, I see the usual groups forming in the crowd. Not just your

basic high school groups like band geeks and jocks. No, these groups are so much more than that. The first group I notice is one of the only groups that wasn't there that night, which is probably why I can still see life in their eyes. The rest of us who were there that night carry a certain weight to us that will be there forever. What happened at the creek was a night that changed all of us, some for the better, but most for the worse. People who weren't there, wish

they were there that night just to be part of the experience, but what they don't understand is that any of us would trade anything to have not been there, especially me. But I wouldn't say that that night wasn't necessary, because it definitely was needed. This whole town was in dire need of a reality check. Sure, it didn't happen in the best way possible, but at least it happened.