My hair stood on end, a shiver raced down my spine, and a lump came to my throat when I…
My hair stood on end, a shiver raced down my spine, and a lump came to my throat when I saw that my voicemail had messages from the school and from the hospital. As dread washed through my body, I heard a pounding at the front door. My knees lost their strength but somehow I managed to wobble across the room to answer it.
A scream was building in my throat as I saw the sheriff’s deputy uniform. My eyes rose up to meet the deputy’s and took in the grim look on her face.
“Mrs. Giles, I have some bad news for you. It’s about Darla.”
My knees buckled and I fell to the floor.
I woke up laying on the couch, Jenny, my sister, sitting in the chair across from me. Her face was awash in tears and red blotches.
I jerked to alertness and sat up. “Where’s Darla!? What’s going on!?”
Choking out the words, Jenny said, “A group of kids tried to pull Darla’s mask off at school. She fought them, and one stabbed her. I’m sorry but she didn’t make it.”
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