The news immediately spread out in the school. It was still fresh in my head. How I saw blood and how I saw her lying on the stretcher. She looks like she was just sleeping peacefully. When I saw her at the morgue, she was just pale and unconscious. I feel like Heather was still here. She was just taking the best rest of her life. She was still alive for me.
I walked to my locker and I saw that there are some students who put some pictures they have with Heather, some flowers, and letters in her locker. What kind of people are these? One second they are all saying hurtful words against her. They spit her out like she was the most toxic and dangerous substance you shouldn't be taking. They all talked about her and bully her and now they are all mourning? They are all affected by what happ
