Her pen is moving across the page. Her penmanship is flawless and her words flow freely. She bites her lip, reading over the essay in her head. “It has to be perfect,” she thinks to herself. “I have to get into Stanford, just like mom and dad.” She couldn’t bear being a disappointment to them. She’s fought her way to the top, and she’s going to stay there.

Out of the corner of her eye, she sees a drawn smiley face at the top of her paper. “I must be really tired. I wouldn’t draw a smile on my college essay.” She goes to touch the smile to snap back to reality. Instead her finger makes contact, she feels dizzy. Like she’s about to crash

Everything goes black until she hears a piercing scream. She’s somewhere in a park, and she’s standing but ahead of her she’s sees her body. Being stabbed by a man in a dark red hoodie, her hand slams on the sidewalk as she takes her last breath. “What the hell? How can I be here, when I was just at my house? How can my body also be over there?!” Her head is swirling and reeling with everything that just happened. She blinks , than finds herself yet again at her desk. Her moms hand on her shoulder.

“Thank God honey are you ok? What happened?! It’s almost like you were hypnotized or something. Obviously you are over tired, maybe you should get some sleep.” She just nods her head as her mom walks out. But how can she sleep, when she just watched herself die?