Chain story - Love Lives On

Hello, my name is Savannah Jones. Im 16, well i was 16...before i got murdered. I still like to think back....to when i was alive, when i could breathe in fresh air and dance around in the hot sun and sing songs and make up dance routines on the grass. I remember when i got into a fight with my best friend, Josie. 'How could you?' she had screamed. 'I didnt mean to....I' I was speechless. 'You took him away from me!', large tears were rolling down her cheeks, her mascara was running wildly around her face. 'I didnt, look Josie, listen to me!!' i was starting to shout! She turned her back on me. We were at our, um secret place. We were behind Mr. Hobbles pizzaria. She had found this secret place through these two bushes. She crawled under them once and ended in the back yard of the restaurant. She immediatly ran to my house and told me about it. She said it was our secret hiding place now. 'Josie, listen to me' i said as i walked over to her. 'It was innocent' i continued. 'No, i saw him take your hand and run off'' she shouted. 'Shhh, the chefs in the kitchen will hear us if you shout like that' i whispered. I glanced around. 'l was in shock, I-I'. 'You were in shock? SHOCK MY BUM, you were in shock? haha, yoou weere in shoocckk???' she laughed. She stood up and walked away from me. 'Go home Savannah, i dont wanna speak to you anymore' she sneered. She looked so ugly and mean at that second. Her blonde hair made her look bald in the bad lighting and her lined eyes and running mascara made her look like a witch. Her lipstick was a bright fuschia pink and it made her lips look too thick for her face. 'But i want to tell you what really happened' i said,' it was all innocent, it was, just listen to me for two seconds, please' i gabbled. 'Go home' Josie said, she took out a cigar and lighted it. 'Josie, don't start now, you know its bad for you' i begged. I was crying now. 'GO HOME' she shouted. I was angry then. 'Fine then, if you want to have lung cancer and die then go on smoking like a right filthy rat, see if i care' i said. I stood up and walked home