I got up from my bed in the bunker, I'm staying here until everything blows over, the media won't leave me alone.
Charli you're being paranoid
sista: i got sent something in the mail.
addison: WHAT WAS SENT TO YOU?
sista: a photo from that night, with a note on it.
I walked over to the small round table - opposite my single bed - and picked up the bag of salt & vinegar chips. Charli (my sister) thinks we're going to get caught but I won't allow that to happen. She's only sixteen, it'd ruin her life. Plus I'm sure she's already got PTSD.
sista: this is what I got sent
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addison: wtf am I looking at?
LMAO. Let me guess that pink hair clip belongs to one of us?
addison: char stop worrying, how would a polaroid of a clip help them make a case?? HAHA
sista: are you both not seeing this? someone found this in the woods, THEY WERE THERE THAT NIGHT "i know what you did"
If they saw then they'd have told the cops about it already, they're bluffing. Char just stop worrying.
addison: exactly, we just need to act normal, nothings wrong
sista: how are we supposed to do that??!
I knew that I shouldn't of let Charli help, but she insisted that if I'm going to do it then she's doing it with me.
3 MONTHS AGO
"Mom, I'm meeting Griffin in ten minutes." I called from upstairs. I tied my hair up into a loose high ponytail and put on a plain black crop top.
