Chapter 1
Henry Ford?
LOCAL STUDENT FOUND SHOT TO DEATH IN AN APPARENT SUICIDE.
Chrissy was 17. She just got a new car from her father
and she loved to drive. Chrissy cherished her friends more than she cherished anything else. They were the only ones who understood her.
She'd do nothing to hurt them. One winter night Chrissy and her
friends were driving home from a party. They were sober as the pledged to be forever and high on nothing but happiness! The roads were slick and their music too loud. Chrissy couldn't really see the road or concentrate. But still she kept on driving. Too stupid to stop ,too happy to stop, it didn't matter what excuse she could have used, she didn't stop. The girls in the back were singing to their favorite song, and the one in front leaning back to join in. Only Chrissy was worried
on what was happening.
The wind picked up and the car was swerving. She couldn't see a thing. No one noticed what was happening. Within the next minute Chrissy hit a tree that was invisible because of the blowing snow. She awoke hours later to a dead silent car, no moaning or cries were heard. Chrissy tried to look around but her
neck hurt to bad, she just called to her friends, her friends till the end.
Hours of waiting, help had arrived and Chrissy heard the words she dreaded for so long, all three are dead but one seems to have survived quick. She let out a scream and a terrible moan. She thought to herself, I killed them, I killed my friends. Of course no one blamed her, it wasn't her fault but Chrissy couldn't take it.
After weeks of recovery she went to the spot where they died. In Chrissy's hand was her father's gun. She'd never thought of killing herself but without her friends she was nothing. She shot herself in the head as she screamed for her friends.
That was the end of her short life. Too young to die, to
young to live. Her friends were her life.
Chapter 2
Where's the beef?
She wasn't supposed to mean anything, she was just another girl. I didn't even like her when I first met her. We never even went out! So why does it hurt? I didn't need someone like her, someone so deep, someone who cared so much. I was just looking for a good time. But no, she had to keep torturing me. She always had to be there with those questioning eyes when my mother shot off or thins slowly turned to shit. How did she know thats what I wanted, what I needed? That day my mom called the cops she was there. "David? Are you alright?" Her eyes stared into his, full of concern and he felt himself fall, hard, for this girl. This girl with hazel eyes that stared into him. "No" he said to her and she sat down beside him slipping an arm around him. He cried and she let him. She didn't run or try to say anything, but just let him cry.But he ignored her after that. Stayed away from her, because she was too close, too close to the truth. He flirted with her, touched her,joked with her but fled the minute things got too serious. He never looked at her eyes again either. He didnt want to see the hurt, the pain he was causing her, becaue outside he didn't care, but inside he was beating himself up over it. He couldn't reveal that about himself, couldn't show how vulnerable he was. How weak. She looked the otherway and he didn't care. He found other girls, he had his good time but he still found himself thinking of her. He got used to ignoring her until the day came she wasn't in school... Hence the name KwaZ.
Favorite JustA to talk to: Arch, Scudd, Gowin, Girl..she's hot!
Zone enemies : Snake/Knight...he's boring, And Med she's mean..and not very evil
Famous Quote: Mwahaha...
Interesting Fact: don't let life pass you by, you never know how precious it really is until you've lost it. r.i.p jj
