Lunch period elapsed, and because I had no intentions of staying through the rest of the school day knowing I wouldn't be able to focus with so much on my mind, I went to the nurse's office and asked her to send me home.
I felt faint. I wasn't in a good mental state. I needed to rest. Those were the lies and excuses I fabricated to escape sitting in a classroom.
Some of them had truthful bases.
I made Chad volunteer to drive me home; a point that was crucial to my plans. I insisted that I couldn't drive the Volkswagen back home, and would later come back to get it. Beyond seventy percent of his sanity was already gone, and people around him were beginning to get suspicious of his mental state. In a few weeks, maybe less, he wouldn't even remember his own name.
Might as well get rid of
