The next morning, Isabella woke up bright and early for class. After everything that happened over the weekend, including that conversation with Tyler the night before, she welcomed a normal school day. After finishing her shower and getting dressed, Isabella stared at the gloves and mask that she had worn her entire life, debating on whether she would put them on or not. Of course, she knew she didn’t need them; however, she was nervous and scared of going out their showing her face to the world.
Suddenly, there was a knock on her door, and all the blood drained from her face. Her mind went back to Friday night when her so-called friends killed her. They had knocked on the door just like that and because she answered, she lost her life. Without noticing, her hands started to shake and s
