The jaw dropped open and hit the floor with a thud. We stared in horror as we watched the bloood slowly pour out of her arm. Everyone stood around Charley as he lay dead on the grass. All we wanted was to play midnight games of sports. We never intended for this to happen. But there was one strange thing. There was no one else around when he had lost his life. More blood spilled out. It was only us in this grassy, green field that was now dyed with red. The street lights flickered and we looked over in fear. Samantha was still crying on the grass next to Charles. Her pink skirt was covered in crimson red. Derek seemed emotionless but his eyes said it all. He was worried, scared, and frightened of these outcomes. I was scared too. Scared that they would all find out my secret…