A Young Reaper
There was an ordinary girl named Josceline. She had turned fifteen
in December. Josceline did not talk much. She was too shy to start a
conversation with other people. Josceline always wore a pair of huge
glasses and dressed up the same way as her mother. As she was
walking down the hallway, other girls would laugh at her old-fashion
dress.
Josceline was a passive person. She always did what she has been
told whether she liked it or not. Her classmates always ordered her
around. Even so she did not have the guts to say 'No' to them. This
made her a target of social bullying.
In the evening, a bell rang as the classes were about to be over,
and the students and teachers left the classroom. Josceline also
left her classroom and headed to the library. On the way to the
library, she saw a group of bad students who always bullied her. She
walked as fast as she could, hoping they would not notice her.
“Hey! Josceline,” one of the girls called out to her.
Josceline turned around and faced with the three girls, Amy,
Crystal, and Emily. The teacher had just warned them not to use
marihuana a few minutes ago. If they got caught again, they would be
expelled from the school. The girls were not in a very good mood
right now, and they wanted to bully someone to make themselves feel
better.
“What should we do with her?” Crystal said.
“I've got an idea,” Amy who was as thin as a skeleton said.
“Look at her glasses,” Crystal laughed as she was looking at
Josceline.
“School's over. Why don't you come with us,” Amy grinned. The girls
came closer to Josceline, close enough for her to smell a sweet odor
of marihuana from them.
“But...” Josceline said under her breath as she was pushed by the
girls.
The three girls took Josceline to the parking lot. Then they let
Josceline sit in their car with them and drove to the closest gas
station. They told her to buy a couple gallons of gasoline with her
own money before driving back to school. Josceline just did what
they said without questioning.
“Let's go to that classroom,” Amy said.
“Er...,” Josceline wanted to tell them that her dad would arrive any
minute and she wanted to go home.
“Oh...shut up,” Emily pushed Josceline into the classroom and shut
the door.
“Put the gallons on the floor!” Crystal ordered poor Josceline. So,
she put the gallons of gasoline on the floor.
“I'll do it. I hate this damn place,” Emily grasped one of the
gallons.
“No. Let Josceline do it,” Amy said with an evil smile on her face.
“Josceline, pour the gas on the floor,” Amy said.
“Ha?” Josceline thought there must be something wrong here.
“I said do it!” Amy yelled at her.
Josceline was so scared that she followed the order. She was afraid
that the girls would beat her up or even worse. These girls always
took her money and bullied her and that was more than enough.
Josceline hoped that some teachers would come and saved her, but
there was nobody in the area.
“Err...Can..I...go...now?” Josceline said after she finished the
job, but the girls was not listening.
“I hate this damn place and the damn teachers,” Amy lit her lighter
and threw it on the floor. Then they laughed as Josceline screamed
with fear.
“Let's go and have a drink,” the girls left the classroom and shut
the door behind them.
The flame from the lighter quickly ignited the gasoline on the
floor. Josceline tried to put out the fire by using her jacket but
the fire was too strong. Black smoke rose to the ceiling and filled
the whole room. Josceline ran to the door, but the fire blocked the
way. Josceline stepped back, the smoke got into her lungs and she
began to cough. She tried to run to the window, but the black was
too thick. She could not see anything. Josceline coughed harder and
tried to breath. Then she fell down on the floor.
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“Wake up!”
“Where am I?”
Josceline opened her eyes and saw a young man in front of her. He
was dressed in black from head to toe and his hair covered half of
his face. Josceline turned around and she could see nothing, but
darkness aro