There's a announcement of the intercom. It says that a girl that was in ur class that always sat in the back had committed suicide. You never knew her, you never heard her speak let alone knew what she looked like. She only had a nick-name that u heard over and over, and you always thought it was funny because it sounded like a gas station. Her best friend throws her bag to the ground and runs out of the class. U hear only a few people crying. You wonder why you never saw her or herd her at all. Then the class changes, her friend still hasn't returned from the restroom. You decide to go down to look. You walk down the 2 flights of stairs and towards the bathroom. You open the door slowly. You don't see anyone, or hear anything. You go to the end of the stalls to the tiny corner that you used to hide in. You find her friend. She's not moving, she's staring blankly at the wall. Then you realize she's dead. And there was a tiny pocket knife stuck in her chest.
You run screaming from the bathroom, and tell the teacher what had happened. She calls the principal. He calls 911 an ambulance comes they take the body away. Even more people are crying now. More people than the first round.
You still don't know what really happened though. And you'll never find out.
Things can't get better if u give up...
The pain just doesn't end it passes it on to someone else. ~ ?
