"I can't believe it" I whispered. The shock had really gotten to me. I can't quite comprehend what just happened. Is Lana really dead? She couldn't be. i stand up and paste around the room. I can't think of anything. Every time I try to think. Lana. Lana. Lana. Every time. "I have to hide the body" I said. I decided to hide her corpse in the closet. "Lola rarely ever goes in there. It'll be a long time before it's found". I creep back to my room with Luna. She's strumming her guitar and she looks pretty tired. I sit down on my bed to properly process what just happened. "I'm going to jail". Tears start to roll down my eyes as I softly cry to myself to sleep. I wake up and notice a dark figure. I wipe my eyes and realize it's Lucy. She was standing still almost as if she was dead. Lucy asks me why. I deny.
Lisa came in our room. By this point Luna is asleep and I about to. Lisa places a glass next to our bed. She says specially to NOT TOUCH IT. I wonder what could be so bad about It, but before I could finish my thought it was back to Lana and I was back to crying. I felI asleep. I forgot. should've listened. If I did Luna would still be here. I can't stay here. I have to go. I can't face The others any longer. I can't live with this guilt. I grab a canister of gasoline and cover myself with it. I light a match, set the place ablaze and wait to die. But I don't die. I live but for what reason. I decided to take things into my owns hands. I'll leave so they don't feel the burden of me anymore.