Passion Speech

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was stuck in the pipe. I heard something was spurting out of the faucet. I thought it was the water running, so I began to wash my hands once again. While rubbing my hands on my shirt, one of the lights flickered on, and it was the one that shines on the faucets. I looked up at the light, thinking to myself,What the hell? I thought the lights didn’t work.When I looked down at my hands, they were covered in blood. Oh, my god! What is this? Some kind of joke? As I looked around the bathroom, I spotted a knife on the floor and a body next to it. Looking down at the body, I screamed in horror, hoping someone would hear me. Then I heard the other faucets turn on and I saw blood spurting out of all of them. Blood was flowing out of the sinks and onto the floor. When I looked up, I saw a familiar girl, standing by the body, shaking in terror. She looked up at me and I recognized her. It was me! I shook my head in disbelief, telling myself in a shaky voice, ready to cry in fear,“ It’s not true. No, no, no, no, no, this can’t be happening to me right now. I don’t believe this is happening. It’s not real. It’s not real! No, it’s not-”“What have you done? What have you done!? What have you done!”, she screamed at me. I heard bones cracking, her body twisting and turning like a serpent. I screamed once more, this one being higher and shriller than the last one. She picked up the knife off the floor, and started to walk toward me, lifting up the knife. Her voice changed, sounding more demonic,“ Now i’ll kill you like you did with her!!” The minute I heard that, I ran out of the bathroom, screaming, crying, and with my hands and shirt covered in blood. I ran to the first person I saw. She saw that I was scared so she asked, “Oh my god, what happened to you?”“The… bathroom...blood...everywhere….,”I tried to say but I was out of breath from all the running and screaming. She followed me to the bathroom so I could show her what happened. I caught my breath, and when she went into the bathroom, I went in behind her.“See? The blood’s there in the sink a-and on the floor,” I stuttered, hoping she saw the blood.“Where? I don’t see anything anywhere,” she told me.I went in, looking around frantically.“What? Impossible. I-I saw it with my own two eyes. Wait, if there’s no blood anywhere, then how do you explain the blood on my shirt?”She looked down at my shirt, thinking about this coincidence. “Maybe it’s just red juice. But don’t worry. It’ll come off when you wash your uniform”, the person told me. No longer frightened, I felt better about the incident. So I went back to the auditorium and sat down in my seat. Diana saw me and asked me,“What happened to you?”“Oh, this. Nothing. I-I just spilled juice on my shirt,” I lied to her.“ Well”,she said,“that juice must’ve been really red based on how it looks on your shirt.”“Yeah”, I said, now feeling uneasy. But I laughed, finding it pretty funny that she actually bought it. Since then, I thought Well, if it happened, it happened. It was the end of that, or so

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