“I’m telling you he’s the imposter.” I had yelled at everyone that morning. They didn’t believe me, now I have seen the real imposter but I begin to doubt if what I said was true I mean there’s not three the first one said “wait until you meet my friend he’ll get you good.” But I can’t tell people I was wrong they might throw me out. No they need to know. As I near the emergency button the real imposter chases me, I hit it just in time everyone came to see why. “He just killed someone.” I screamed. “How do we know you telling the truth.” Said one person. “Y’a you told everyone it was me earlier today.” Said another. “I was wrong ok but he needs to go.” I admit but it’s to late they decided I was the problem. The last thing I saw was the evil grin on the guys face as he killed the one helping him throw me off.