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Understanding one person is luke understanding a cat. They turn out grochy,when you try. What I dont understand is how we seem like that.
Underdtanding things may be a waste if time for most. To me its just life. Life that no one will ever understand.
Understand that I am only here to not be a burden but to make my part on how I see life as it is.

They say that in the end the truth will finally come out. Not for poor little Sandra. She had the choice to stay out of my way. Isn’t clear? Well lets paint a picture for you I killed her. It was to easy. Twice in the head once in the mouth.
Sandra was my best subject. She did not fight, well how could she I had the gun and the pills. Those idiots will never figure out what caused all the blood from the inside of her mouth.
Did you figure out who killed her, well did you no, you thought it was Nicole. Nicole had the finger prints on the gun,but it was me Carly.
The quiet yet depressed girl. Why did I do it well I had no choice, she took every thing away from me. Everything!
Don’t be scared if that quiet chick. She is to sweet to be evil. Well am I right. Nicole was forced to get everything.
She was my weight off of my shoulder. I was happy that she was to. No more teasing,no more lies. If Nicole ever does tell my story well. Lets just say the fewer the better.

Carly POV What’s the point of hiding there was evidence. Those idiots were to dumb to recognize the truth what if they found out, then what do we do. Nothing she tells me nothing.No one knows who killed Sandra, no one knows. The main suspect is Nicole. Whi just so happens to have Sandra blood stains on her cloths. Wasted with evidence. Who am I, i’m Sandra Nightmare. Melinda POV We are not wasted we just need to calm down about this. Nicole will be linked if they found out she was murdered. End of discussion! Who am I, I am Sandra’s living Hell. Mark POV She’s right what will happen to us then. What if Nicole saw one of us there before she stepped in the room. Then again the body was deceased by the time we got there. Who am I, I am Sandra’s Ex Unknown POV Shut up everyone. I swear if you cant keep a secret long enough then I will personally kill you all. Do you under stand!!!! June 4 To my understanding death is a life sentence then it is a reward for good. I was murdered exactly three times and shot in the head,neck,and heart. They cleaned the spots. cleared the blood and then made it seem like it was pills that killed me. Many people never really will know what its like to be dead until you have faced it. All my secrets will be buried with me. I did not understand what that ment but now I do.

previously On Chance One Chance Before I died I was accused of killing myself. The truth is that I was murdered. I want to tell my side of the story before its to late. Can you figure out who killed me. I’ll put out three different suspects. Their stories and why they wanted to kill me, but first let me tell you about myself. June 1st My last day of high school was when I started to cut myself. The bullying was unbearable. All of my friends had left me and began to mock me,terrorize me. I was glad it was last day of school. I had stop cutting and took up therapy and thought that my torture was over. I was wrong because a few right before our graduation I was shot and killed by one of these suspects. They knew that I cut myself and wanted to use that as a offline defense. My name is Sandra and this is my story……………… Now that you know my story I bet you want to know who is the first person who hated me. My ex best friend, Nicole. June 2nd Nicole the kind if person who has your back no matter what. Well that all changed when she decided to tell every last one of my secrets on Twitter. She wanted to destroy me, why because she joined a new crowd. A crowd were their was nothing but haters. They day I told her to leave me alone and never bother me again. She threatened me,that if I ever talked to her she would take my life and make it look like an accident. I though it was a threat but turned out to be true. I died exactly 2 hours later. Knowing that I those were my last moments was nothing compared to what I had in store. Nicole Point of view I told all of her secrets. I had to I just had to if I did not I risk my life. A life that was being played like a puppet. I saw the cuts in her arm,my heart began to pound really hard. After that I couldn’t speak the pain was itching to come out. To tell her in the end every little thing was going to be alright. My last fight with her was planned,part of the game I had to play. He/she told me he wasn’t going to kill her. When I found her I screamed in pain I caused her. I said I would take her life……but I did nit mean it. In Nicole Head So,what if she died doesn’t matter to me I am just part of why her life ended………. The Second Person My foster mom, Fawn June 3 All my life I just waited and waited for a reason that my mom cared for me a reason for me not to be a burden. I waited and waited for a reason. What was my reason for going on, nothing. I when I told her to change and be strong. She was horrible. I thought it was the drugs she used but now I know she hates me. I told her how I felt she treated me like I was garbage,she never gave me a chance. The day I told her again she threatened me with my life just like Nicole. “If you ever talk to me that way you are going to regret ever living. You will cry and beg me to end your life. You mean nothing to me!” exactly one hour later I was screaming in pain. I was begging to end my life. Fawn Point of View I did not threaten her! Look I don’t who the hell you are but I don’t have to take this. Get out! Get out now! How dare you accuse me if killing that depressed child. She committed suicide,all the evidence is there. Fawn’s Head What was suppose to do? She died because of them, all of them. They made me this way. Sure I knew her future that’s why I took her in so I could love her, when they found out I took her in. Lets just say I was forced. I loved my little girl. I knew she did to but what was I suppose to do?

The third Person

I don’t know who this person is or why He o she was involved. I can’t give any information to you. All I remember the first time I met one of them. I was on my way to my job at starbucks. When this peron came up to me and aasked for my name.

August 14, 1994

I remeber it like it was yesterday……..

The air was smooth as I walked thinking about my last days in Ohio. The last time I would feel forgotten,neglected. I was happy that the next day would be my graduation and I would be happy that I had no more back stabbing friends, I can find a better friends.

Then a few people made me lose my train of thought. He told me that I wasn’t going to make though Collage. I was going to call the police but he took my phone, before I could scream they were all gone.

I should have stayed home that day but, if it was just some harmless prank by Nicole’s friends just so they can scare me. I was wrong I had a warning but, how was I suppose to know it was true. They each have a story a story were everyone one will know the real me. Are you ready? Their are they ones who planned my death my death that will only last a few years.