“You have to give this to them, Emmi, your life is too important and I think you need help…”
She hands me the letter and I reluctantly take it. I don’t leave…even though I know I’m supposed to.
“You can go now…oh wait I need to sign your passport don’t I?”
“Yes you do…”
She walks over to sign it. I hand it to her and begin to round on her. I take out my dagger. Should I? Or is the bigger question could I? Everone knows I should, I just don’t have the strength. Or courage. Yes I could and I will. But she turns to face me and holds my book out. I take it and glare.
” Now you can really go. Bye hun.”
I jab the dagger into her stomache and pull it out. She falls to the floor and I smile.
“Never call me hun again”
I wave good-bye and stalk out of the nurses office. I place the dagger back in my pocket and begin to walk around. Thats the second and last time I’ll be in there again… Suddenly the stupid letter came into mind. I grab it and begin to read:
” Your child has been cutting herself and we feel that it is appropriate that you get the child help that looks like it is much needed.”
What a formal letter…I’ll give it to them but she and I both knew they wouldn’t care. Soon everyone is pouring into the hallways. I can see Pandora (nickname) and we run to hug each other…her eyes ask me what I did. I tell her…
“That was smart…where’s the body?”
“Right where I left it, byt no dagger. It helps to wear gloves as well”
We both smile and go to our next class…where the police are waiting.
“Is there a Emily Granger here?”
Pandora and I look at each other…and she answers.
“No Emily here sorry.”
Stupid moment. The teacher walks in.
“Can I help you men with somthing?”
“Yes, we’re looking for a Emily Granger”
“Emmi…come here for a minute please”
Everyone looks at me. My eyes pleading for Pandora to come with me and she does.
“Emmi Granger your under arrest for manslughter.”
Everyone gasps. I smirk…and hold my hands out willingly. They can’t hold me…I’m too strong. I give her the signal and Pandora moves infront of me grabbing he hand cuffs and we both beging to run. Down the hall and right out the door… Being the two fastest girls on the track team we easily lost them…
So now I’m a fugitive…running away for my life.