Prologue

Martha’s POV

As I walked through the corridors, I was suddenly yanked inside a classroom. There were two pair of hands who gripped my arms. I started screaming but the person behind me immediately covered my mouth so I could only bring out muffled screams.

I was scared thinking about what would happen to me but suddenly the lights turned on and in front of me was Britney. The school’s Queen Bee and I guess the people that were behind me were her sidekicks.

“Well, well, what do we have here?” Britney said with her sickening voice.

Then she ordered the person behind me to remove the hand off of my mouth.

“What are you guys doing?!” I shouted. Then Britney slapped me and told me. “You don’t get to shout, grim reaper!”

She gave a signal to someone whom I’m guessing is Stacy and she nodded. She disappeared outside and after a few minutes, Stacy came back holding a small black bag. She opened it and what I saw inside made me gasp and turn pale.

“No. Don’t come close,” I said with a panicked face. “SOMEONE PLEASE HELP ME!!” I screamed.

“Nobody can hear you, darling, classes ended about an hour ago. So there’s no one in this school except us.” Britney told me. "Alyssa, make sure that the Grim Reaper won't be able to escape." My heart started to beat fast when I heard her words then I knew then and there that no one can save me.

I looked around for a way to get out but then I noticed that Britney picked up the knife and walked towards me. I tried to get away but Alyssa’s grip on me was too tight to move.

“No... Please don’t do this.” I pleaded. “You don’t belong here, you kill those who are close to you. And you should know where you belong...” Britney said. I was already shaking with tears streaming down my face.

“...and that is in HELL!” Britney shouted and she plunged the knife towards my chest. I closed my eyes as I trashed around under Alyssa’s grip.

“NO!!”

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I shot up panting with tears all over my face and cold sweat on my body. I can’t believe that my nightmares were getting worse than the last.

I checked the clock and it is 5 in the morning. 'Great, I got at least 3 hours until school starts.' I thought sarcastically to myself.

I got up from my bed and looked at the picture frame at my table. I grabbed it and looked at the picture.

It was a picture of me and my family. There’s me in between my parents and behind us was my older brother.

I missed them so much, I just want to turn back time before the accident happened.

I snapped out of the depressing memories and put the picture back to where it was.

Then I looked at the other picture frame on my table. It was a picture of me and my best friend, Layla. She had her arms around me while I made a peace sign. She’s always happy and never complained about anything except for food.

I should’ve asked her if there was something wrong when she started to get a bit distant. But it was already too late when I heard that she killed herself.

Apparently, she got too pressured by the way her parents treated her as a “Perfect Child” and how she would get punished if she got a few items incorrect in her exams. I felt sorry for her because she didn’t deserve this. She's a sweet person so how could her parents treat her like this?

But ever since her funeral, I felt so lonely. Because without her, I wouldn't be able to survive another day. I just wish that she told me all of her problems so that we could have solved them together. I miss her so much. Why do the people that were close to me always die in every possible way? And why couldn’t I just die with them to end this miserable life of mine?

The more the days passed, the more I hate myself. I was the reason why they died. And I was the reason why they are close to me. I shouldn’t be alive. I should’ve just died with them.

And even though I tell this to myself every day, nothing happened. I wiped my tears to get a hold of myself and started getting ready for school.