• The sounds of laughing children, the smells of greasy food, and the twinkling lights all around left me feeling giddy. I’d come alone, no one had wanted to come today. “Too childish,” they said, “for a girl of 17.” I didn’t listen, I still came.
    All around me I saw children running, boyfriends winning prizes for their girlfriends, and annoyed parents spending more money than they had planned to. The moon was full above us, and all the lights erased the stars above. I stood there a minute, trying to decide where to go. I looked ahead, and saw the most beautiful guy I’d ever seen. I felt myself blush and move forward towards the entrance I saw him go through. All around me mirrors, reflecting him back at me. Him, so tall and muscular. I couldn’t help it, I just followed. Through every hall, and every turn, I was there behind him. I was in love, and he would be mine.
    He exited, and there was a girl immediately at his arm. A pest, nothing more. I ignored their kiss, and followed him. They went all over, laughing and kissing some more. Just a pest, she was nothing more than a pest. He didn’t know it yet, she didn’t know it yet, but he would be mine.
    I followed from a greater distance and while he was turned away, trying to win a prize for that girl, I took a picture of him. He was so beautiful. Hours went by and I still followed. It was close to midnight when they finally left. I wouldn’t be happy until he was mine.
    Days went by, but I had finally discovered his name. Sam Avery and his “girlfriend” Lilia Jones, both from the only private high school in town. A bit more snooping and I found out where he lived, where she lived, and where they went after school. Someday soon he would be mine, and Lilia would be gone. That made me so happy.
    After nights of peeping at him throught his window, I officially met him at the ice cream shop, and he now knew my name. I was floating home, his smile had caused butterflies that wouldn’t go away. I daydreamed about him for hours every day, he was on my mind in my dreams and in my waking hours. We kept "bumping" into eachother at the shops, and every time we did he would smile. I just knew he was falling for me too.
    Months went by like this, we were "friends" now. We messaged regularly and I had even met that pest. I despised her, but for him I put on a happy face. Soon, very soon, he would be mine. I knew he knew it too, his smile told me as much.
    We'd known each other for 6 months when I confessed my love to him. He just looked at me, and walked off. I was in shock-he was just shy, right?
    Sam <3:Alison, I'm sorry. But I just like you as a friend. You must know I love Lilia, please move on
    I kept reading that text, it just didn't sink in. I was so confused-he was supposed to love me. My heart felt like it wasn't beating anymore, he somehow made it stop with that 1 text.
    I decided then, I needed revenge. It was her fault. That pest, vermin, maggot! She needed to disappear, now.
    Me: Hey, Lilia. Can I come over? I have nothing to do and I'm sooo bored.
    Lilia: Yea, sure.
    I packed up a few things in my car, I knew she'd be alone. Her parents were gone for the week. I erased the texts from my phone and drove off to her house. I was fighting back tears-I needed to do this, he had to be mine. All mine.
    I arrived soon after and knocked with the brightest smile on my face. She opened up and ushered me inside. We spent hours talking and I asked to spend the night, she agreed. Knowing she'd be gone soon made me truly happy.
    It was close to 2 in the morning, and she was asleep. I grabbed her phone and erased the last conversation we'd had, I couldn't let anyone know I was the last one to see her after all. I watched her sleep for a while. What did he see in this wretch? With anger I moved the pillow over her head and pressed down. She thrashed around after awhile, but then she stopped breathing. I pressed my ear to her chest to listen for a heartbeat, but there was only silence. I smiled and pulled her from her bed, started dragging her outside and placed her in the backseat of my car. This was just too perfect.
    I drove out the edge of town, which was mostly thick forest. Looking around I saw no one and dragged her out as deep as I could take her. I left her under a rotting tree and went back to my car for the shovel. Still no one was around, God must be smiling down at me. He wanted that pest gone from this world too.
    Hours later I was back at her house cleaning up any evidence that I was ever there and staging it to look like a robbery. I took jewelry from her parents room and a computer that I would never use. All of this stuff was most likely going in the trash anyway. I felt so great, I knew he'd be mine now. I just needed to tell him.
    I drove to his house and parked outside. I could see his window was dark, but I didn't mind waking him. I knew he'd be happy to see me. I climbed into his room with the biggest smile on my face-he would be so happy! I shook him awake and he looked shocked to see me. He asked me in a panicked voice what I was doing in his room. I just smiled at him and handed him the ring Lilia always wore. He looked at it, then at me. This was it, he would kiss me now! But no, he asked me what I'd done to her. I was a little upset, he was ruining this, but I told him the truth. I told him I suffocated her and buried her in the forest. "For us," I said. He looked at me with a frightened expression and shook me by the shoulders, asking me the whole time if I was lying. I was mad now, why was he like this? She was gone, he was supposed to love me now. I told him how I'd done it, how he was free to be with me now. He yelled at me that I was crazy and that he was calling the cops, but I stopped him. I don't know why, but I'd carried a knife in my pocket the whole time, and the knife was now in his side. I was crying-how could he do this to me?! I was angry and sad and I couldn't stop stabbing him. When I finally stopped, he wasn't moving anymore. The knife slipped from my hand and I was crying harder. What had I done? This boy, this beautiful boy. was gone.
    Time after that was a blur, but when I noticed life again I was facing the barrel of a gun with my finger at the trigger.