I sat up on my bed looking down on my best friend, Vienna, who sat on the floor

“You killed that man?!”

“I didn’t mean to!”

It was true. I killed a man. It was an accident but it indeed happened.

“What are you going to do?! Wait…am i an accomplice?!” Vienna yelled.

“Vienna! Chill out, shit. If my parents hear me I swear to God I’ll-“

“You’ll what? Kill me?” Vienna responded, her voice rising as she stood up.

I sigh. I knew what it seemed like. I was killing everyone around me, or maybe that I can’t control my anger.

Vienna leaned over me, her silk ginger hair curling back as she leaned.

“Get your shit together.”

I watched as she left the room. I laid back on my pink pillowcase and looked at my hands, my fingernails still covered in dried blood. My hand started to shake and my palm got moist.

What did I just do? I killed a man? Did I really do that?

I laughed a little. Who would believe that a fourteen year old girl would have such power?