User:Calling all nuggets

I walked down the street, avoiding stepping on cracks like I did as a small child. "Your mother has to be thankful, you saving her back like that." Called a familiar voice. My head shot up as my ex-bestfriend, Mackenzie, tapped my shoulder with her familiar cocky smile. "Go away." I muttered grumpily, my blonde hair falling in my face like a soft waterfall. "Stop following me." She smiled again, wrapping her slender arms around me from behind. "C'mon, we used to be best friends." She pleaded. "What if those were the last words you said to me?" I kept walking, pushing off her arms. "I'd be glad. Now stop following me home. If you don't have a home, just sleep at school." I knew this would offend her, seeing that she was the richest person in town and loved to flaunt that. She gasped in mock surprise and walked off sassily. I kept walking home.

Dear diary, I stopped and wiped my face, my makeup smearing as I sobbed grossly. '''They found Mackenzie's body today. Her house was burnt down but her body was cut up and skinned, along with her family's.''' I typed slowly, hoping that if I typed slow enough, my parents would come in, saying that it was just a horrible joke and I could erase it like it never happened. '''She's dead. Not coming back. Murdered.'''

I'll do a new chapter later. Whatever.