• It was April 1, 2003, a very convenient time for a best friend to die. We just moved from New York to Arizona. The heat here is intense. My best friend Sharen came to visit me for the winter and spring. She came to school with me so she could stay caught up. She stayed with her aunt and uncle who lived in the area. I never trusted them, they had always given me some strange feeling. When I went to school today, I learned two things I didn’t except right away.
    When I walked to school today, everything was weird. It was April fools Day, but something was different. Sharen wasn’t here, but I thought she wasn’t feeling good, I told myself to call her when I got home. The bell rang, I hadn’t noticed the time fly by. I started running for my classroom.
    I burst into the room. Ms. Gardner sighed loudly of relief, “Oh, Tillie, its so good to see you.” “Ummm, hi?” I was confused, what happened that I didn’t know about? “Sit” Ms. Gardner commanded softly, “I have terrible news, there has been a murder. Sharen Brookes” She paused, now I was really confused, “Sharen Brookes is….. is the victim.” “What?” I searched for words, then I sighed, today was April Fools, all I had to do is wait for them to say ‘April Fools!’ and everything would be okay. They didn’t say it, none of them were saying it. I then lost it, I started crying so hard, I couldn’t here rest of the story of Sharen’s death.