“ Jason Dean, a 17 year old boy. Blew up his school, and himself. Doctors were rushing to try and keep this boy alive. Lucky he wasn't damaged too badly from the explosion, but not quite a simple fix for fact he was holding the bomb that set off the other ones. Today we are here with his ex-girlfriend to tell us what happened, some wonder if he will go out like his motherl.” the news reporter stated.
“September 14th, 1989 I believed there were good endings. I believed there was good in everyone. But here I am, the 3rd day of senior year, and high school may never end.”
Veronic took out her diary and began to read. “September 1st, 1989, dear diary. I believe I'm a good person. You know, I think that there's good in everyone, but—here we are! First day of senior year! And uh... I look around at these kids that I've known all my life and I ask myself—what happened?”
Veronica turned her attention away from the previous interview that was playing on repeat. As she thought about her ex boyfriend. Over him, yes, but still worried. The boy hasn't gotten out of the hospital yet. God knows how his body was exploded into bits from the bomb. She decided she wanted to go and check on the other. So she grabbed her keys and took her car to the hospital.
Once arriving she waited outside the hospital room. Before a doctor came out to speak to her. Explaining the boys' state in the process. After about 20 minutes of that she was able to go into the other hospital room. His heart rate has increased a bit since last time, which meant he was getting better. But he still had wounds and fractured bones.
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dear diary, will high school ever end?
Fanfiction. . . . . . . September 14th, 1989 I believed there were good endings. I believed there was good in everyone. But here I am, the 3rd day of senior year, and high school may never end.
