JASMINS POV:
I woke up in Alistairs room and remembered what happened yesterday. I squirmed out of bed and walked into the kitchen.
I picked up a butchers knife. Everything from last night was running through my head and I was paranoid.
I started crying and I slowly put the knife onto my wrists and started cutting them. Deeply. I don't know what was going on in my head.
I put the knife into of my heart when Tammy ran into the kitchen.
"JASMIN STOP! ALISTAIR HELP! JAZZ!" Tammy screamed.
She pulled the knife down from my chest and put it in the sink.
Alistair came running out. "WHAT'S GOING ON?"
Tammy showed him the knife and my cuts.
Alistair bandaged my arm and it healed.
"Why should I be alive if everyone around me is dead!"I screeched.
"What are you talking about, we are here." Tammy said.
I had forgot Tammy didn't know. I had a shower while Alistair told her everything.
