uhsososososoososos im really shite at writing so dont @ me k thnx,anyway i hope my friends read this so i cant really say anything to them so darn.anyway,the whole thing is random numbered,so again
d o n t @ m e p l s k...
'My name is Mich.Im a ninteen year old girl who just met all my best friends after a couple years.We always talked about all moving in together,we gathered that was just impossible.So we did the next best thing and all moved into the same town.Spain is actually strange,i dont really like it here.Everyone's been stressed so we are kinda seperated..Nobody has talked to eachother in a while.Social media has been our only way to communicate at this point.Theres a town meeting soon.Everyone has to go,apparently the reason is in a newspaper thats coming so'
I put my pen down on my notepad,being the town journalist meant even I'd know the reason,I didnt.the Mayor hasnt even said why.The doorbell rang and my postbox made a thud,at that point I could tell the paper arrived.I went out my house and opened my postbox.
'Guess i was right...'
I looked at it,my eyes filled with tears.It couldnt be true..
~Daily News~
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I felt as I immediately lost grip of my paper.I couldn't believe it.One of my friends could..kill me?This has to be a sick prank played by Nikki or something,I really hope it is..I thought.I opened my front door and ran into my house.Sitting on my sofa i then heard a knock,a voice i know almost too well.I got up and answered it.Too my surprise,they also had a paper.This.isnt.a.prank...I gulped..
'H- Hello...'
They said.The Paper gripped tightly in their hand,They adjusted their glasses and looked at me.I knew exactly who it was.My childhood friend..i think..?Ive known her since i was like 7.I know,cool right?I'm Ninteen now.She looked back at me,knowing exactly what was going on too.
'Calle,you're not the Mafia...right?'
I've known her for a decade now,theres no way she'd ever do that.She's more focussed on how to make a meme without a typo more than anything close to murder.I mean,as kids everyone here played dangaronpa and we all thought it'd be cool to experience it.On the platform that is still running,we all played Mafia very often.So,i think we're all gonna be ok.I do now know that there is a sheriff to help us,thank the gods.The doctor should know what to do,im praying that the doctor is a very close friend.I could hear faintly her response.I was lost in thought.She shouted and i snapped back into reality
'Lets just go to this town meeting.'
Calle's POV:
I'm not sure how Mich could accuse me,I've known her for so long there's no way its me or her.Everyone here has had a fight over discord before,we called it drama for short.Could somebody be that angry still?If they are,then this is the sickest and most petty revenge you can ever get.I dont get why somebody is doing this,they're not ok.I know everyone here so the thought of one of my friends stabbing me in the back (literally..) sounds like pure fiction.I looked over at Mich who didnt look ok,her hands burried in the pockets of her suit.She doesnt wear things other than suits or pjs,any other depended on the situation.Most of us were wealthy so the formal attire was no shock to anyone.I looked back down at the grass as it blew in the wind.I couldn't help but notice something that looked like blood on the floor.Did the Mafia already get somebody?...Its impossible,everyone spoke in the chat group today..looks like the Mafia got somebody else.I opened my eyes to see the huge town hall's doors in my face,at the same time me and Mich opened the doors to see the rest of the chat group glaring back at us..
