The One Survivor's Bad TemperA Chapter by Weaza
I sat in front of the news reporters camara. I start to cry. So many memories, so much pain. Why do I need to be here? Infront of everyone and explain why I made it out and no one else did! They will probaly just call me a killer and lock me in jail, I thought SOMEONE else had to make it out! I feel alone. "I should have known I should have asked for the person who was having the party..." I started, I was scared, everyone's parents/parent was in the room their eyes beaming at me, seeing if what I say matches what they THINK is their child is like they know SO much about!
I look for my parents, but they arn't there. I cling to my seat. Why am i so scared? I stutter like a mindless idiot. The parents gaze at me. The News reporter is getting annoyed I realized and cry louder then before. I mourn for my friends that died in the terrible party and wish that I died along side of them. She is crying because she killed them! a woman's voice echos around the room. My head turns to the lady who whispered it. Her eyes look scared and helpless, her body terrembles when I stand up to yell at her. " WHY WOULD I KILL MY FRIENDS YOU STUPID IDIOT!? THEY WERE THE ONLY PEOPLE I COULD TRUST! YOU WORTHLESS GOSSIPING IDIOT! WHAT? DO YOU EVEN HAVE A MIND!" I scream with tears rolling down my face. The lady starts heading for the door. I have a temper and not a patient one eather. My eyes follow her staring her down so she feels helpless. The room turns quiet a little to quiet... Great I thought, great first impression. So many parents, they don't know me. They know nothing about me. They don't even know their own children. © 2008 WeazaReviews
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