Ok this is my first story not about famous ppl so um it might not be that
good so.... yeah tell me what ya think about it.
"Natalie!!!! Natalie wake up!" whispered Brian. Natalie's sight came into focus
and she saw Brian standing over her bed panting. He smelled of Alcohol and was covered
in red stuff. "Oh My God Natalie!!! I killed him! It's all my fault!" with that he broke
down and cried.
" Wait Brian wait! Back up. What are you talking about?"
" Oh God! I killed Chester! I killed him! He's gone!" Natalie was starting to wonder
whether her Friends were playing a trick on her.
" What happened?" She asked him not trying to laugh.
" Oh God... I was... We.... were at the bar... and I was in a fight with this...other guy and I
guess... he got in the way... I don't know what happened next but he was.... lying there
next to me. Covered in blood just lying there... he wouldn't get up.... Oh God Natalie!
I'm too young to go to jail!" Natalie wasn't buying it.
"Right Brian let me see." She grabbed his clothes, and felt the warm sticky blood, and as
she had learned in drama class you can't make perfect blood. She looked up in horror at
Brian's face he was obviously scared. He had every right to be. He was only 19.
Thinking quickly she came up with a plan. She knew he had gone to the bar with
his band and they had probably seen it all. " We have to get rid of the evidence, first off.
But then...." she had to think; these people had been friends forever. But she just couldn't
see her best friend going to jail. She made up her mind. " We..." her voice trembled" we
have to kill them all."
"Why Natalie? Why" cried Brian. She could hear the fear from his past. His friends were
the only good thing outta the dark times.
" They will tell. How can you trust them they've seen the whole thing. We have to do it"
Brian backed away from the girl he once knew; now she wasn't who he thought she was.
He jumped out of the room and ran back to his house. Thinking of how his life had
changed, all in a few hours.
It was raining outside. A young boy sat in his bed listening to his parents argue. It
was an every night thing so his brother learned to sleep through it. Suddenly a Flash of
lightning scared him from under his blankets. He ran down stairs to be comforted by his
mother. But standing in the hall he saw his mom lift up a knife and jam it into his father's
back. His dad was dead before he hit the floor. He ran upstairs and hoped it was a dream
but in his heart he knew it wasn't.
"Natalie!!!! Natalie wake up!" whispered Brian. Natalie's sight came into focus
and she saw Brian standing over her bed panting. He smelled of Alcohol and was covered
in red stuff. "Oh My God Natalie!!! I killed him! It's all my fault!" with that he broke
down and cried.
" Wait Brian wait! Back up. What are you talking about?"
" Oh God! I killed Chester! I killed him! He's gone!" Natalie was starting to wonder
whether her Friends were playing a trick on her.
" What happened?" She asked him not trying to laugh.
" Oh God... I was... We.... were at the bar... and I was in a fight with this...other guy and I
guess... he got in the way... I don't know what happened next but he was.... lying there
next to me. Covered in blood just lying there... he wouldn't get up.... Oh God Natalie!
I'm too young to go to jail!" Natalie wasn't buying it.
"Right Brian let me see." She grabbed his clothes, and felt the warm sticky blood, and as
she had learned in drama class you can't make perfect blood. She looked up in horror at
Brian's face he was obviously scared. He had every right to be. He was only 19.
Thinking quickly she came up with a plan. She knew he had gone to the bar with
his band and they had probably seen it all. " We have to get rid of the evidence, first off.
But then...." she had to think; these people had been friends forever. But she just couldn't
see her best friend going to jail. She made up her mind. " We..." her voice trembled" we
have to kill them all."
"Why Natalie? Why" cried Brian. She could hear the fear from his past. His friends were
the only good thing outta the dark times.
" They will tell. How can you trust them they've seen the whole thing. We have to do it"
Brian backed away from the girl he once knew; now she wasn't who he thought she was.
He jumped out of the room and ran back to his house. Thinking of how his life had
changed, all in a few hours.
It was raining outside. A young boy sat in his bed listening to his parents argue. It
was an every night thing so his brother learned to sleep through it. Suddenly a Flash of
lightning scared him from under his blankets. He ran down stairs to be comforted by his
mother. But standing in the hall he saw his mom lift up a knife and jam it into his father's
back. His dad was dead before he hit the floor. He ran upstairs and hoped it was a dream
but in his heart he knew it wasn't.