Friday, February 13, 2015

"What???"

It was my typical, humbug morning. Attempting to sleep well but unable to because of my previous night of partying, alcohol, and more alcohol.
 I wake up to my disturbing alarm clock. its the same thing EVERYDAY; "Good morning, To you, The birds are chirping, Good morning, To you..." OMG! *slams the alarm clock*
 I finally cracked my eyes open to see the sun peeking through the window. i closed them back but the burning of the sun on my eye lids caused me to awake. still groggy, i got up, in a misty daze. My vision was somewhat alluded, but i still managed to topple my way over a few things and make it to the kitchen. 
 Then, i made my usual breakfast. A dull bagel toasted with boring butter and stupid cream cheese, and coffee (Iced of course).
After consuming my breakfast I went the bathroom to freshen up. then went to my room to get dressed. I scrambled through my dresser draws for an "ok" outfit. I failed to find a presentable outfit but I'm not trying to impress anyone. i threw on my red crop top with my black jeans and red converses.
 I then walked to my friend Chardonnay's house. i loved going there. Cause the're are like.. seven bedrooms and eight bathrooms. Its amazing and the front porch is huge. i walked up to her enormous porch and looked under the mat for the house key. She always leaves it under there for me. i looked but.. it wasn't there. so I rang the doorbell. After about thirty seconds i rang it again, no answer. i started to get kind of aggravated so i knocked on the door and raised my voice slightly, Chardonnay you in there? still no answer. Then.. i remembered, The key under the mat was suppose to be a spare key. I have a key on my key ring. i opened the door and ran up the ten flights of stairs to yell at her for not answering the door. I waled in, and there i found Chardonnay, lying there, cold, blue, bleeding, dead. with a knife in her right hand and a letter in her left. i looked at the letter and it read as so:
"I see youuu and I'm coming for you, There is no where you can run or hide... Bonquesha."

.... how did he know my name?

                                                       ....To Be Continued....