I walk behind on the counter and into the back where all the cool ids hang out. That's when I remember a memory I tried so hard to forget. I was sitting alone on the couch while Harper, her ex and his friends were getting high. I know I wasn't thinking straight and I must have breathed some in because I had a raging headache.
     I was just sitting there when Harper suddenly fell to the ground and started like going crazy. I looked up at her ex and he wasn't even gonna do anything so I ran over and I tried to help her, but I didn't know what to do. I tried to call 911, but there was no signal. So i stayed with Harper and then suddenly everything stopped and she just stopped. Stopped moving.
     That's when I heard the sirens. Someone had called 911. Definitely not her boyfriend, but maybe one of his friends. I checked Harper's pulse and I felt nothing. That's when the tears came. I thought Harper was dead because she wasn't breathing, but the doctors were able to get her breathing again. That was the turning point where she stopped doing so many drugs and she was trying to get better. I snap out of my memory to look around quickly, flashing my flashlight all across the room.
     That's when the floor boards under my feet squeak and I jump. Why am I such a scaredy cat? I might be on the edge of a big lead and I'm scared. Great. Just great. As I start walking again I get the feeling that someone's watching me again, but that's impossible. I'm the only one here. That's when my vision goes black.
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Super short chapter, but we're getting close to the end! Isn't that exciting?! -Jordan