#093 Photobooth

“Come on, Jill! Let’s go to the photobooth!” Kendall laughs.

I’m at my school’s festival with Kendall. She is one of my best friends. The other is Sadie but she couldn’t make it. We don’t talk about her anymore.

I feel awful when Kendall pushes me into the photobooth. She squeezes herself next to me and pushes the button while making a peace sign. “Smile!”

Her smile drops when she sees the pictures. A ghoulish girl is seated between Kendall and me, tire tracks still fresh on her face.

Sadie couldn’t make it because she died. We had killed her.