She looks...there are no words. Her clothe-less body lays stiff on a metal slab, and her head moving back and forth. I could stare at this all day, but I can't. I know it's wrong. And, she would hate me after this.
I roughly turn my head away, then...
I knew you all were waiting for this day, the sequel! Go on my profile and look for How To Get Away With Revenge, though it shouldn't be hard to find as it is the only other thing on the account. Hard-y-har-har.
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So what if I'm not dead? So what if everyone thinks I am? So what if I feel this burning hatred for everyone, especially Mr. Parker? So what if I'm buried 6 feet under? Maybe I want to be dead? It would be an awesome way to die, right? Buried alive? But what if I DID return? What would they say? What would they do?
Luke.
He was sad- he was crying- at the thought of my death. I wonder what he thinks now. I need to get out of here. Now. Right now. But how? Ten tone of dirt is trapping me in this cheep-ass coffin. It's not like I can dig my way out. And I don't have a lot of time, energy, and Oxygen for fucks sake, or food/drink. I have to plan this out. I take college for these types of situations, I should know. But I don't. It hurts to think, because every time I close my eyes I see Luke's face, and the events that happened before. I cringe and open my eyes.
I need to think of a plan fast, before I really am deceased.
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Be sure to check it out! #ShareTheLove - that will make more sense in the next book. Be prepared for more drama!, especially from Mr. Parker. Mwahahaha.
