jamie's execution.

I stand in the middle of all of the ultimates. All eyes on my I can feel myself almost hyperventilating. My anxiety is through the roof, I can hear the sound of metal the one that I heard before when the ultimate gymnast got executed. I feel the coldness of the metal touch my neck and in one motion in clamps onto my neck like a venusfly trap catching it's pray. I get pulled back my feet dragging across the floor, I can feel my shoes getting burned. I get throw a pet store? It has nothing to do with my talent that weird? I walked into the pet store unwillingly. My eyes land onto this dog that looks like one I had before. I went up to it and petted it. At start all seemed normal until, all the dogs started to growl at me. I jumped up and started to back up, I hit something solid, I look being me a glass door. I open the door and ran as fast as I can. I got hit by lots of clothes as I continued running, I turned around and I saw that the dogs weren't following me anymore. I looked at all of the clothes and wigs that were around. It makes sence since I am the ultimate cosplayer. I picked up a wig and a sudden shock went through my hand, I looked down and saw blood, I heard creaking above me. I looked up and saw the roof open a secret entrance but it was full of what looks like wigs came down onto me, the walls started to close in, I couldn't move. Just before they hit me I saw them again but they weren't wigs, they were knifes. That's all I saw before black....

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How did I get here? I was frammed by the mastermind. I remember it clearly, and no one knows someone framed me not even monokuma knew. I was innocent... The mastermind killed the girl by slitting her throat in her sleep. The same night I was awake and walking about. I claimed that I was framed but apparently monokuma thinks it's me as well.

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jamie- noellevine

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