I was stabbed on a sunny friday afternoon. On my way to my boyfriend’s house. Lying on the ground drowning in the river of blood, muffled sobs, numbing thoughts; why, who? I love my boyfriend, I can’t leave him like this. I, the only one out here; he, the only one who knew I was coming. I love my boyfriend...... so much. Faded movements to look into the blade’s reflection to see...... my boyfriend; covered in blood.

How did I end up here you say? Well, I was stabbed on a sunny Friday afternoon. I remember it clear as the day it happened. It was hot but I was still dressed in all black, there's a dress code for these things ya know. I walked in and bolted the door behind me like any sane person would do and made my way to the kitchen where the family was having brunch, cute right? Three bullets and three bodies later, I'm left standing there confused as to why my chest hurts so much. I look down bam! knife right in my chest stuck clean through my back all I could see was the tip of the blade before it was snatched out of me. Turns out it was a family of four and their eldest was visiting home for the summer. Ugh college students such a buzzkill am I right?