'Did she kill herself because of the rumors being spread?'
'Young girl commits suicide after being rumored a drug addict...'
I groaned...rubbing my dishevelled hair as I reached out for the glass of water on my table. I had the worst dream last night about getting pushed off a rooftop.
The news was doing absolutely nothing to help that. I opened my eyes a little to see a girl, bloodied, with blonde hair like mine...being wrapped in a cloth.
Confused, I looked closer at the screen. Why did she look like me? I gently got down from the bed. My eyes widening each second...no...she was me.
Then... I looked at my hand and my environment. This wasn't my room, I precipitately dashed into the bathroom and looked at myself in the mirror. This isn't me. I know this girl, I know her, but she's no
