Andy and jinx kicked down the door, but no one was inside. we heard the pitter patter of hannah's cat, stumply, but that wasn't what was un normal. I got this feeling we were in danger, but I was used to danger. I grew up in a partial ghetto neighborhood, and learned to scream and kick and put up a fight when I was 5. I didn't feel that threatened, but I felt one of my friends were in danger. but who? we decided to look around. up stairs bedroom was pink and purple crap. where's the black? Andy went into her bathroom. nothing. jinx found nothing but food in the kitchen, but Kim found a little hatchet in the closet. "FOUND SOMTHING!" Kim called out. we rushed by her as we heard the same noise. "HELP ME! IS ANYONE THERE? HELLO!?" it was clear what it was screaming for. us. it was no monster or anything. it was Harry. we opened the hatch to see harry, nailed to a table. he was covered in blood and knives and pens. "HELP ME IDIOTS!" he screamed. we all rushed down to see, no other than, hannah . "Andy! what a lovely surprise! you said you liked knives and pens, right?" she said with a smirk. "dafuq are you doing?" I said "getting harry out of the picture!" she said as she took another stab at him in the crouch. ouch. "dude your insane they're fixing to get married and your killing him? Harrys a great dude lay off!" said Kim. "umm and what am I?" said jinx "a better dude than harry" "ok stop we need the cops!" I blurted out. too late. the blood stopped flowing and harry was pale. his chest wouldn't move. his lips were more purple than the middle of the night. Kim ran to the neighbors house to call the cops because we left our phones back home. the cops arrived in seconds, but the little bitch disappeared. "ma'am can you explain what happened?" said the cop. it was clear what happened. my friend was stabbed to death and this fat ass was too busy eating a donut. I explained again, but they said it was impossible someone could disappear. they told us to go home and they'll do the work from there. it was late and we were all tired. the nearest house was jinx's, so we decided to stay there with Kim and jinx. me and Kim slept on a double bed, and the guys were to scared to sleep on they're own, so they slept on the floor. they're snoring was too loud, so I moved into the empty living room. I saw a shadowy figure and I knew who it was. Hannah. I let out a ear piercing scream, but it was too late

Notes

stumply, is a real cat. kims cat actually, everyone in this storys real, but I only know kim and Hannah personally. Hannah's a really great friend and author of 'open eyes' on this website. me and kim are sisters (not actually, but it feels that way cuz when she comes over she steals my food....). we both fan fiction over andy and we discuss harry. stumply though, died 11/27/13. he got ran over. he will be deeply missed. the poor thing was almost 8 years old. me and kim cried on the phone for an hour. this chapter and what ever chapters I mention him is dedicated to him. and by the way, if you were driving that car, I really want to punch you in the face