FORGOTTEN

Chapter 1

Hannah glanced at the clock. Two minutes. Two minutes until it was over the teacher was going over the homework but all Hannah heard was "blah blah blah yada yada yada". She glanced at the clock again. One minute. Hannah closed her eyes and exhaled. If she can get through this one minute she can do anything. She glanced back at the clock. Forty-five seconds. This minute seemed tk be the longest minute of all her six million eighty hundred thirty-seven three hundred thirty-foir minutes. Why now was it going so long. She glamced at the clock again. Fofteen mkre seconds. Fourteen. Thirteen. Twelve. Eleven. Ten. Come on. Five. Four. Three. Two.
The bell rang.

Hannah quickly rushed to her locker to gather her stuff. On her way out she was given weird look from the joy spread across her face. After all, shouldn't she be the one mourning the most. Outside from the Harrison's, of course.

Did she not know what day it was. Is she some sick monster that can never be understood? Hannah just laughed. Of course she was upset. It made her cry thinking of it. But she had something that seperated her from the mourners. And maybe if she is right, there will be no more mourning. And if it she wasn't right, she still had contact. So why mourn. She was okay. Sad, but had a way to lift uo her spirits.

Hannah rushed to the back of a retail close to ber school. She checked to see no one was around. Good. She took her mirror from her bookbag, and she held it up. An image projected out of it.