Remi's POV

  2nd of October, Monday

  I was walking back home, after the funeral our teachers together with Sasha's parents had organized. Our css was suspended for us all to attend her funeral. Her parents were touched to see us all grieving with them when their daughter lied in the casket, oblivious to each tears shed for her. Her parents started talking to us moments ago as we were always seen as Sasha's 'best of friends'. They gave us their thanks, making me feel guilt of what I had done to her.

  I was halfway home and someone called me from behind. It was their voice that made me tremble in fear because that voice belonged to Sasha, whose funeral I just attended.

  I turned around to see Sasha, nothing in her that could distinguish her from the dead.

  Sasha: Morning.

  Remi: Mo-morning

  Sasha: "Why was our css suspended today?"

  Remi: "Why do you think?"

  Sasha: "Someone died? So we were rather instructed to attend their funeral?"

  Remi: "Yeah"

  Sasha: "Just guessing."

  Remi: "kay, bye, I gotta go."

  Sasha: "Are you trying to get away from me?"

  Remi: "N-n-no"

  Sasha: "Don't worry I am forever departed from your life and I will never bother you ever again. Is that what you wished for all this time?"

  Remi: "The heck are you about"

  Sasha: "Y'now I always knew you hated me, found me annoying, wished for me to just not exist in your lives. Well I am gone now."

  Remi: "THE HECK ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT NOT EXISTING WHEN YOU ARE JUST STANDING HERE."

  I turned in all directions to see no one there. Just one or two passerby whispering about me. I was talking to and even yelled to no one. Or at least to them no one.

  4th of October, Wednesday

  After checking the the temperature of water, I stepped into my bathtub, inserting myself in until only my head was out of water. The bath was rexing. I was uneasy till now due to events that took pce. I am finally feeling alright. The worst thing is I can't talk to anyone about this. Just have to swallow the weight of my sins. But I will forget all about it soon. I Will soon start to lead a normal life.

  The bath was taking away all my fatigueness. Sasha was right about this body wash. It has a really good smell. I have to stop thinking about her. Actually make her not exist in my life. I will just throw that bodywash away. Why is so much air bubbles forming in the water? A few moment passes and I started feeling sleepy. I looked down and saw blood in my bathtub. But from where? Now almost the whole tub consists of blood. I cannot get out of the bathtub. I cannot move. Then suddenly a head starts to emerge out of the water. No not a head but a head- b-but a head that is crushed.

  And the head belongs to Sasha. That is state she died in. Hit by a truck, her head crushed in that accident.

  Sash: "Are you not even gonna felt guilty for the rest of your life and just forget about me."

  There came an overwhelmingly bad rotting smell from her mouth.

  Sasha: "I am not gonna let you!"

  I puked. I puked a lot. In the next moment she was gone. Even the dead can speak.

  5th of October, Thursday

  Sasha is not letting me forget her. I pick up my hair tie and tied my hair into a ponytail. I was ready to go the school. Then suddenly my phone buzzed. My attention was brought to a message. I opened my messages app to check who it was from. It was from Sasha. A text attached to a photo of herself. The text read "I wish this picture to be in my funeral." This picture was in her funeral.

  The csses were going smoothly and the teacher announces there will be tests from 10th of October to 15th of October. I was happy because all that studying will divert my mind from Sasha. Mt attention went towards Sasha's not so empty seat. She waved at me and I wonder if I should wave back.

  6th of October

  I was walking to school all by myself and I was yet to get used to it. Sasha always waited by my house to walk to school to school together. There were times I did not go to school just to make Sasha stand by my house for thirty minutes then finally giving up and then leaving. It was really annoying. As I was thinking my guilt for doing what I did was back.

  Someone put their hand on my shoulders. Their hands were cold and belonged to someone I knew very well.

  Sasha: "Morning. Wanna walk to school together? I was waiting at your house until your mom told me that you went ahead."

  Remi: "No. I do not want to walk to school together."

  Sasha: "..."

  Remi: "I will go ahead."

  Sasha: "Ok fine."

  Was that all it took for her to leave me be? Then why did I chose the path that I will regret for the rest of my life?

  Sasha: "But don't forget about me like everyone has."

  I turned around, there was no Sasha, no one actually. Quite surprising in a town like ours.

  Since I was curios I texted mom to ask if someone was waiting for me after I had left and my mom answers in the affirmative. Further informed that the girl was the one who always waited for me in the morning.

  8th of October

  I was wondering whenever I think of Sasha she always appear around me. Just thinking of her makes me search for her if she actually appears. My phone buzzed and I guessed it was Sasha but it was the police officer whom I had contacted this morning regarding Sasha's alleged killer, i.e, the truck driver.

  The call concluded and it turns out that when the truck driver was driving on the road near the cafe, he saw two persons by the roadside near the cafe: one was in the front, Sasha who was pushed by the one standing behind her. I shivered. My mind brought me the memories of the day of her death, I asked her to wait by the cafe as I wanted to talk to her. Sasha's death was not an accident but a murder and the police now knows about it. They are gonna check her st texts and I wonder who are the ones that will be suspected?

  There was also a text from Sasha, I just noticed and she asked for us to py the game, "Who amongst you is lying". I now was certain, just thinking about her summons her.

  Sam's POV

  2nd of October, Monday

  I was walking home from the funeral by the same road Remi takes to get home. At a distance I notice Remi talking to someone. That someone was no other than Sasha whose funeral I was in. I suddenly heard Remi yell and flinched. I tried to look Sasha's reaction on Remi's outburst but she was not there anymore. She was though just a moment ago.

  A few passerby whisper about Remi talking to no one and even yelling to and I notice Remi flush as she turns to leave. I wonder if she actually did not notice me or just ignored me. As I walk, I can't help but ponder how much of a distress Remi is in to yell. For her to show emotion is a hint she is not okay.

  3rd of October, Tuesday

  I was seated just beside Remi and I notice that she looks kinda pale.

  "Are you alright" I asked in a concerned voice.

  Remi: "Yeah"

  Just what Remi would say when asked about being alright and she isn't. I read Remi's manual guide and so I knew well what she might be feeling at what time.

  "Wanna y down in the nurse's office" I continued.

  "No" Remi replied in a irritated voice.

  "You are just giving me more and more hints you are not alright."

  "Shut up"

  I took Rem's hands and dragged her out of the cssroom taking her to the nurse's office.

  "I really am fine." said Remi not trying to sound tired.

  "Do you think you can hide that from me."

  The rest of our journey was quit. I finally managed to make y down in the nurse's office. The mission was completed and I took my leave to the css. In the cssroom Sarah was at it again.

  5th of October, Thursday

  I took my seat in the cssroom and noticed it was very far from Remi. i changed my seat to sit beside Remi. These days she looks really restless and i wondered what it was. my mind went to the day Remi yelled when talking to Sasha. I wonder if she was just stressed about Sasha. Yes it makes sense she was most likely getting eaten away by guilt. But it is unfair that she should feel this way alone. I know we all had fair share in harassing(it did not sound like that at that time) Sasha but her part in those were too less to count. Why should she alone take the weight of guilt?

  6th of October, Friday

  I ponder of the facts of Sasha's death. the driver driving the truck was not drunk and as remarked by Remi, Sasha was a careful road crosser. I wonder should I ask the police officers handling this case if I can talk to the truck driver. He must have seen something.

  7th of October, Saturday

  I did get some information in regards to the facts concerning Sasha's death. The truck driver did in fact saw someone behind Sasha who pushed her that day. A feeling of fear enveloped in my heart as i ponder over the memory of that day. Lyn messaged Sasha in the group-chat to get to the cafe to hangout but it was just a prank. I was waiting for her in the cafe and when my phone showed a text of Sasha stating she was here. I went outside and stood behind her. There was a CCTV right above us, I recalled. If investigation took pce then I will be treated as a suspect. It was at that time she was pushed, as confirmed by everyone.

  I do not dare tell Remi about the facts I discovered. It was most likely the first ever thing that i kept a secret from her. I cannot find the nerves to tell her.

  8th of October, Sunday

  Remi texted in the group chat asking for us to py the game we always used to py. The game in which you sit in circles with your friends and tell scary events that occurred in your lives. It was a part we always skip but the gathered people will also have to to decide whose stories were true and whose were false. we all agreed to py that game on 15th of October.

  15th of October, Saturday

  I arrived the earliest at the meeting spot. Remi has a very peculiar taste in picking spots. That is exactly why Sarah and Lyn do not let her choose except this time they let her.

  Shortly after Remi arrived with a purse and I wondered why. [She never carries it with her]

  Sam: "Evening."

  Remi: "Evening."

  Remi took out a newspaper from her purse and pced the purse at a small table in corner of the room. On the chair beside me was where the newspaper was pced. The newspaper covered the news article concerning Sasha's death.

  Sam: "Why did you pce it over on one of the chairs?"

  Remi: "So she can be a part of our game too."

  Sam: "A peculiar answer."