Kate's POV
Just as I reached floor four the scent of flowers were lingering in the air, maybe it's someone's perfume I wondered. I stopped and turned the corner, that's when I noticed that ahead of me were a bunch of flowers and notes laying in front of locker 412. Maybe it's someone's
birthday I thought. I walked to the locker. Something caught my eye I
stepped closer to get a better look. There on the locker were words
carved in. It said "In memory of Mr.Anderson"
Just then a short woman walked up and and placed pink tulips in front of
the locker. I tapped her shoulder, she turned around
"Yes?"
"What is this for" I asked.
"Hun how can you not know about the tragic that happened at school a
year ago?"she asked.
"sorry I just moved here about four months ago" I replied blushing.
"I'm still surprised you haven't heard about the incident" she said.
"This is was his locker"she said sadly. She reached out and put her hand
on his locker."He was such a great student. He got excellent grades, he was so involved with school functions. He was also excellent at football, he even got a scholarship for it. This was the day that he lead us to victory.
We wouldn't of gotten first place In state if it weren't for him,"Last year we received news that he was murdered , he was stabbed six times" she
cried.
"What kind of person would torture and murder a good kid"she
asked angrily.
"He had a great life ahead of him, why would anyone want to kill him?"
"Everyone liked him,"she began to cry louder.
" What was his name?"I asked.
She stopped crying and looked at me, her eyes were puffy,her mascara
was smudged definelty not water proof.
"His name was Eric... Eric Anderson
** I know🙀 poor Eric😿**