There Is No Such Thing As Perfect.

When someone looks perfect, chances are they're probably not.

CHAPTER ELEVEN: CONSCIOUS NOT DONE.

No one was really speaking to each other it had been a week. Mostly all just quiet and trying to busy ourselves with stupid tasks.

CHAPTER EIGHT: SURPRISE!

As we entered my house my mom was sitting on the couch with the phone on her lap. She looked stressed and I noticed the crystal flower vase that was on the side table was now in a dust pan.

CHAPTER FIVE: PIECES

Mrs. Benson looked mortified, she looked so scared and bewildered all at the same time. Her face was pale, and her eyes were sunk in. It was as if she had seen a ghost.

CHAPTER FOUR: CONTROL

While I was at work checking out customers, at Hobby Lobby, I couldn't help but think about my morning. It was so disturbing and eyeopening. Everything went into a blur as I thought.

CHAPTER NINE: SHOCK.

We were all eating dinner in the dining room. All was quiet except for my dad's hard clinks of his fork as he was stabbing his salad.

CHAPTER ONE: ENVY

CHAPTER ONE: ENVY

CHAPTER SEVEN: ANSWERS

"Okay, what are we looking for here?" Levi was scanning the massive library and glaring up at the sixty foot ceiling. "This library is humongous."
Cherry

CHAPTER SIX: SUSPICION

"If this was a suicide, where is her note..

CHAPTER TEN: BUTTERFLIES.

When I walked in my dad was on the sofa, drinking what looked like a big glass of tea.

CHAPTER THREE: WHY?

"Those poor people, what they must be going through?" My mom put her fist to her head, while she shook her head from left to right.

CHAPTER TWO: QUESTIONS

She killed herself. She killed herself with a bullet to the head. What a beautiful girl, what a beautiful life she had, or so it seemed.