A/N: I am so sorry for not updating sooner... I had a Barbizon class this weekend and I haven't been feeling too great. Hope you like this installment!

P.S: To one reviewer, no, Emma did not kill herself in the last chapter. Don't worry!

P.P.S: And just to keep this story going, I am going to have a reaction of everyone she wrote to. Like Degrassi always says... It's gonna be intense!

There was something bright shining in Emma's eyes. She shifted in her bed, burying herself under the covers, not wanting to wake up. She groaned in her pillow and squeezed her eyes tighter, blocking up the harsh sunlight.

BEEP, BEEP, BEEP, BE- Emma slammed her alarm clock shut, scowling. She always hated alarm clocks. And who didn't?

Stretching, she got out of bed and winced at the cold floor. Hurrying to grab some slippers, she put her robe on and picked up the letters, feeling incredibly guilty for a moment.

' Do you realize how selfish you are being!' her mind screamed at her.

' Nobody will care, don't you get it, Emma! So, why are you even writing letters to them?' another portion of her brain screamed back.

' I... I want to see what their reactions are'

' NOBODY CARES! NOBODY CARES!'

" SHUT UP!" Emma screamed, placing her hands over her ears. " Shut up, shut up, shut up!"

Collasping, she curled into a ball and shook with her tears, almost cutting herself with the knife. Her cries echoed off the bare basement wall. That was when she realized she was home alone.

She stopped crying at once. These people were not worth her tears.

Feeling angry, she snatched up the letters and stomped downstairs, placing her mother's on the kitchen table. " I hope you're happy," she whispered.

She ran outside, robe still one. Looking at it, she threw it on the ground, thankful that she had fallen asleep in yesterday's clothes. She was wearing a blue tank top and sweat pants.

' This is going to be your burial outfit', her mind said casually to her. She shivered.

She heard a car door slam and heart pounding, she raced to the back wall, and hoisted herself up near the kitchen window. She crouched down low enough so she wouldn't be seen.

Her mother, looking bright and cheery, was brushing her hair and smiling. " EM!" She heard her yell. " Time to get up, sweetie!"

Sweetie. Emma's stomach lurched.

Her mother noticed the letter and curiously picked it up. Emma started to shake. What was she doing... She was insane! She was going to put her mother...

Spike's face crumbled. " EMMA! EMMA! BABY!" she screamed, dropping the letter and slamming open the kitchen cabinet, searching desperately for the biggest knife. Emma watched her mother back up and cover her mouth when she realized the biggest one was gone.

" No," she wailed. She started to race upstairs and Emma heard her scream in despair.

" EM! EMMA...". And feeling sick, Emma started to walk off to the Degrassi School, trying hard to ignore her mother's screams.

NEXT UP: SNAKE'S REACTION