The Day I Died

Margo Sunshine wanted to die. She felt no reason to continue with living as she had no one to care for or care about her. Her view stays the same until she meets Sarah Luna. A sarcastic comment spitfire of radiant sun. The girl who saved her the day she planned to die.


4. Sarah

Sarah’s (P.OV.) Margo came to school in a long sleeved shirt. Now usually I wouldn’t notice something like this but since it was such a hot day it made me worried. Margo had walked into the classroom not saying a word and just sat down next to me. I tried getting her attention but she ignored me instead she preferred to look at her notebook. “Okay class, today we will be talking about ancient mythological goddesses. Can anyone tell me the name of one of them?” Our Mythology teacher Mr. Anderson asks. A student raises their hand and Mr. Anderson tells him to answer. “Artemis. The goddess of the hunt and childbirth she is said to give birth to newly born babies and also is associated with the moon.” The student explains to the class and Mr. Anderson nods his head in acceptance of his answer. Though I stopped paying attention and focused on Margo who was now staring out the window. Something must have happened to her yesterday if she’s acting this way. I think to myself, I reach out my hand and gently poked her in her arm. She looks up at me and blushes once again. I hand her the note I had previously written before class started. She opens it, reads it, then mouths I’m okay. No she wasn’t but I let it slide for now. The bell rings telling me that it was time for me to go home. I gather up my books and walk out of the classroom. I pause by the door and wait for Margo. She soon appears and starts walking towards the exit doors. I grab her shoulder and she quickly turns around to face me. “Do you mind if I drive you home?” I ask. Margo hesitates then answers, “Sure.” And so we go out to my car, put our books in the back seat then get in. We don’t talk on the way to her house instead the radio is blasting music. It took five minutes to get to her house only except her house wasn’t a house it was an orphanage. I keep my questions in my mind and just walk Margo up to her door. She gives me a quick “thank you” before entering and closing the door. I turn around get back in my car and drive home.
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