Betrayal

Date: 12/10/2019

My friend was getting married unexpectedly. I went to her engagement party. Everybody kept going outside, but I decided not to. I went upstairs and said hello to a cute boy. He was the fiancé! We talked for a while. He said something about not going outside... I immediately got a bad feeling. Emily came upstairs and asked me to go outside. I said no. She started getting mad, but I held my ground. In the middle of the night I snuck away and went home. Years later I was a skeleton. I stormed a holding facility (?). I rushed people: “drop the gun!” I was getting shot at a lot, but I needed to get through. I eventually made it to a room inside. There were pieces of paper with our names on them. A man was holding up my name. I asked him what was happening and he explained that my friend had written a story about me after I had left that night. I burst into tears, crying, “I stopped writing my story about her that night.” She was in the holding cell for (attempted?) murder. She planned to sacrifice me that night.