The last time

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"Ah sh*t" Im in the bathroom and in my week,so happy 2 be a woman!(not) and,to really make my day, there r no more tampons -_-. I put on like 3 layers of pads,grab some money off the counter and go outside. It's about 10:30 at night and I'm on a run 4 tampons,great! I c my bff Sophie is also on the street,at this time? I though: she's always so careful. I see her blond hair swaying back and forth happily but as I get closer I c she's not alone. Shes with a guy?! That's not like her at all. They go into an alley and me, being the protective friend I am, I follow. By the time I get there I can make out who the guy is. Its Jeremy from my English class. I never rly trusted that guy. He was good looking but he had yellow teeth from smoking,and it looked rly much like he didn't care about his appearance bc his long brown hair was always messy and greasy. I hear them tlkin and decide 2 eavesdrop,hidden on the other side of the alley.

- look Jeremy I'm not gunna tell anyone wat I saw,not even my bff I promise.
- hah! I doubt that,u have a past u kno? Keeping ur trap closed isn't exactly ur strong suit.
- look u can trust me all right? I might tell secrets sometimes but I kno wen 2 keep my mouth shut.  
- sorry buttercup,cnt so that...
Dead silence, I have a sickening feeling in my stomach. I cnt hear anything anymore so I decide 2 turn around the corner and c wat was going on. I bump into Jeremy,just as he was leaving and c behind him Sophie on the floor with blood gushing out of the artery on her neck. Her green emerald eyes were already glazed over and I'm not a professional... but I knew she was dead. She had lost a lot of blood and it was all over her brand new green jacket,2 match with her eyes. We bought that together at the mall on a specially warm autumn day. Jeremy,realising that I was a witness  griped onto my shoulder,fumbling in his jacket for his knife. I dug my nails into the hand he had on my shoulder and kicked him in the balls. He instantly let go and dropped the knife he had just recently used on my best friend.
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  I ran across the street, dashing past cars, stores and abandoned buildings with tears on the brink of falling from my eyes. Why did I have to pick this street for tampons? I turn around and see that he's still following me,running as though his life depended on it,which it probably did. I see the woods up ahead, I'm getting closer to the safety of my home. I stumble through the woods. I can't believe I didn't take my car. How stupid am I? Its 11 at night and I'm alone! ************************************
Im still in shock,  I just saw my best friend get murdered. I'm the only one who saw it happen and he needs to make sure I don't snitch to the cops. He wants to get rid of me, for his own d*mn safety!  I feel like crumpling up in a ball and crying (but that could also be cause of the cramps.)I finally reach the house. I look around and don't see him but I can feel his presence, watching me from afar, thinking of his next move. He's not here yet but I know he will be soon so I have about 2 minutes to get as far away from here as I can. ************************************
The front doors locked. Crap I forgot my key! I go to the back door( which my mom always keeps unlocked just in case, love ya mom) and barge inside. I shove some random clothes in a bag, some apples, cereal bars, chips, my passport and my money. Every penny I've saved. I can hear him banging on the front door and something that sounds like a window breaking. SH*T! I run the h*ll out of the back door till I get to the nearest road. ************************************
The only way I can think of to get to the airport is hitch hiking so that's what I do. This creepy old guy in a truck picks me up. I don't care if he gives me chills. I can't care. Its not like  I have a choice. My life pretty much depends on this guy right now so,yeah I hop in,right next to him. I tell the driver to get to the airport and that its urgent. But he doesn't seem to care what I just said and he starts unbuckling the belt of his jeans...

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