Sparks Of Hatred

What Hilda had just said made Zana reflexively round her eyes wide. She grabbed both of Hilda's shoulders, squeezing them slightly. "You can't say that, take it back.""I don't know.""Hey, I don't like what you said earlier, do you understand?" Zana glared at Hilda. "You're not going anywhere, you'll stay here, you'll be fine.""I'm not, I'm trying to be okay, but it's not working. I'm a mess." Hilda replied softly. She even kept her head down, not glancing at Zana at all.For a second, Zana did not respond at all. She was silent for a moment, thinking about what had really happened to her friend. She looked at Hilda more deeply and seriously. Zana remembered a few minutes ago when Hilda asked if she looked okay. And yeah, now Zana knew the reason behind Hilda's question.Zana took a deep breath, then put her arms around Hilda and whispered something in her friend's ear. "Come on, we better get out of here, we need a quiet place. There are more and more people here, don't let anyone

Hilda was wide-eyed with surprise, her breath instantly stopped. She hadn't expected Alice to be carrying a weapon at this time. Hilda was rooted to the spot, she could not move, as if her body were nailed to the spot. Hilda was very shocked."Alice, you can't be serious!" Hilda shook her head in disbelief."Yeah, that's what you think." Alice quickly rushed forward. She lunged at Hilda. Hilda's screams sounded so loud.After that, red-colored, fresh, and thick blood splattered on the floor as Alice's knife successfully sliced through Hilda's neck.After a while of doing something she had always wanted to do, Alice smiled with satisfaction as she walked away quickly. She left the dying Hilda with blood pooling on the floor.Alice walked quickly but carefully because the place she was currently in was quite dark. Her current goal was to go to the bathroom to clean herself up. She did not feel guilty, nor was she afraid of what she had done. All she felt was a sense of relief mixed with

All the lights in each building were immediately turned on. Now, Starlight High School was filled with bright light. Everyone flocked to follow Zana's steps.Even though she didn't want to cry, Zana still felt her tears falling. She hurriedly wiped them away. She was not ready to see Hilda again, who had died a horrible death. Something as horrible as this had never occurred to Zana before. In fact, she saw with her own eyes, right before her eyes, that someone had died. And what worried her even more was that the person was her close friend. It was so tragic.And so they arrived at their destination. Now everyone believed Zana's words. The place became very noisy. Everyone crowded around to see if it was true that Hilda had died by hanging. Everyone who saw the incident was horrified.It was a chaotic place. Conversations soared into the air."Everyone back to the hall! Right now!" Mr. Abi ordered all the students of Starlight High School in a loud and firm tone of voice.No one dare

Alice was sitting by the river alone. Her mind was immersed in the events that happened last night at Starlight High School. It was not a fancy party that she was thinking about, but an event that involved her, namely about Hilda's death.Alice currently has two conflicting feelings. First, she felt sorry for Hilda, who was now dead, after all, they had been friends before a conflict attacked them, a conflict that made Alice finally hate Hilda.Alice's overt hatred for Hilda is, of course, because Hilda ruined her good name by accusing her of stealing her cell phone, which was a lie that made Alice hated by everyone. Alice knew that Hilda didn't do that for no apparent reason, but because she started it first. She told a lot of lies, especially since she had stolen Hilda's expensive lipstick. That's where their animosity started. But still, according to Alice, it was not appropriate for Hilda to humiliate her in front of everyone. So she received scorn, ridicule, and hatred for being

Angie was confused and wondered to herself about the silhouettes of two people dancing together. One man and one woman. They were dancing, occasionally kissing, hugging, and seemed to be happy.Wait, happy?"They're dancing, Angie.""Yeah, I know they're dancing. I'm not blind. My point is, why are they doing that? What was the reason?" Angie peppered Thomas with questions. But Thomas didn't answer, his gaze was still directed upwards, prompting her to speak again. "I'm sure they were Hilda's parents, but what made them dance like that?"What Angie and Thomas were staring at was actually just a window covered by a thin curtain, but the light behind it created an image of two people dancing together. Faintly, there was even music playing.It was cloudy, and it was even dark outside. It was no wonder that Angie's parents were inside the house, turning on the lights to brighten up the dark room. Plus, it was late afternoon anyway, nothing strange about that. The only thing that was stran