18-Hometime
I ran through the corridor, and reached the toilets. I went in.
To my surprise, there was nobody inside.
I looked at myself in the cracked mirror in front of the sinks. What kind of person am I?
This is the face that nobody liked, even though I had only been at this school for a few hours, I thought, as a tea
This is the face of a murderer.
I didn't even think it was me who killed him. But now I know for sure. It was me.
"I KILLED ROBIN!" I yelled, my voice echoing against the walls of the dirty bathroom.
"Murderer." I heard a blunt voice from behind me. Someone must've come in without me knowing.
I turned around. Urgh. Rebecca. Rebecca... Rebastard. Ha, that's funny. I smiled.
"I wouldn't be smiling if I was a murderer." She said.
That whipped off my smile, pronto.
"I didn't do it." I said.
"Are you sure? I literally heard you yell you were one, like twice." she said.
That was true, but that just confused me.
I didn't physically murder him. But I killed him. These people were right. It was all my fault.
I burst into tears and ran and ran out of the doors. I didn't even care that it wasn't Hometime yet.
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