Cross my Heart, hope to Die prologue

What you are about to read is the honest and to the point truth. The reason for me writing this is because no one will listen and it would be nice if just one person out there didn't think I'm a crazy, crackhead killer because I'm not. And the cops and the media and my friends and her friends. they've got it all wrong. So what I am telling you is what really happened.... cross my heart hope to die.

I had always taken the second bus home from school. Every day for as long as I could remember I never bothered to break my ritual of getting home. I’m kind of OCD that way I guess.  But today, it was Friday, and Fridays are fun days, so I decided to do something a little different. I had never tried to step out of my comfort zone before and I had no clue on what had urged me to do it now. But I did it anyway.

I would tell you the entire story from the beginning, but many people find that terribly boring and I don’t want to bore you into putting my testimony down and moving on. What I am telling you now is the solid and plain honest truth. Cross my heart and hope to die.

My name is Caroline Wingbay. I’m a junior in high school and I have friends, and I have enemies. And I have short brown hair that only just barely covers my ears and grey eyes. Not blue or brown or green like all the other girls, but grey. Other than that, I was just an ordinary B- average student in Billings, Montana.  Nothing odd about me, no supernatural powers or family issues or death wishes or anything like that. I just chose to walk home using a different route one day. I guess everyone happens to be in the wrong place at the wrong time at some point in their lives. So I will skip the intro of my thoughts and actions and I sped walked home, and get strait to the point.

I was cutting across the field to get to my street and trudging along a path that cut through some tall dry grass behind some old house fences. It was a hot day if I remember, So I was off in some other brain land thinking about anything except my sweaty face, when I happened to notice there was a heck of a lot of crows in front of me and a nasty smell wafting into my nose. I figured they had found a dead antelope and were eating it, because there are plenty of those around here. So I went to walking right on past, but my activity startled the birds and they exploded into the air in a swarm of black feathers like wasps from their next, nearly scaring the living daylights out of me.

I jumped, grabbing at my chest and couldn’t stop myself from looking down even though I don’t like seeing road kill or dead animals. I really didn’t want to look at it, so naturally I did. And I remember opening my mouth to scream, but nothing came out but a pathetic whoosh of air and my knees went all shaky and I wanted to throw up then and there.

With shaking hands I fumbled to pull my phone out of my pocket and had to try four or five different times before I hit all the correct buttons, and held the phone up to my ear.

“911 what’s your emergency?” the female operator on the other end of the line asked.  I struggled to find my voice, while at the same time forcing back my tears.

“Hello?” the operator asked again.

“U-um, my name’s Caroline, I think I just found a dead body.” I stuttered, the words falling out of my mouth in a great big jumbled mess.

“Where are you?”

“In the field across from the Castle rock junior high school…. Um behind the houses. I was walking home and I just found her….”

“Can you describe the person?” she asked. I shook my head, turning away from the sight and covering my nose. Before remembering the operator couldn’t see me, so I had to choke out;

“I can’t.”

“Is it a boy or a girl?”


“Can you guess the age?”

“High school, like me probably…. I think I’ve seen her before…”   I gasped.

“Does it look like a recent death?”

“I… I don’t know, some birds were eating her. I can’t tell.”

“Okay, honey can you just stay there? We have an ambulance on the way right now. I can stay on the line with you if you want.”

But I hung up. Too scared to keep telling her things about this corpse. I had never seen anything like this before and It was too scary to see it now. I didn’t know why they were dispatching the ambulance when she was already dead and half eaten, but I figured if people were on their way they didn’t need me. So with that, I turned and I ran the rest of the way home.

Biggest mistake of my life.

The End

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