I picked up the knife and went upstairs with it. It was once again, just calling to me.
Am I really going to do this? This is the second encounter with this da** thing...
I looked at it and I got an IM. I looked over at it and it was from Lauren.
“hey ryan!!! how r u?” she asked.
I sat there, staring at it. I didn’t know whether to talk to her or not. Maybe I should wait till tomorrow. I looked back at the knife, feeling all the fear coming over me.
I started to think about Lauren. Maybe she’s all I need right now. I slowly put the knife down, but a thought occurred.
What would she say if she knew about this? Ashley, the knife, everything. Can I really hide all this from her?
“hey lauren can u meet me at the entrance of the 200 hall before school starts?”
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