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People say that when you lose someone a part of you dies along with them. But for me I had already died. I had killed the girl I used to be and was just a ghost in her body. Nothing about me was real. I didn't know who I was, and when I met Molly that changed. She gave me the chance to be someone and make a identity for myself. She gave my life meaning.

The day they took Molly from me was the day I slipped back into blackness.

I had come home from the dinner I had been working at for the past five months when I found the front done broken open and the smell of blood in the air. I ran in the house in panic and when I ran inside I found Molly in the middle of the main hallway in a pool of blood with a bullet wound to the stomach and a pool of blood serounding her lifeless body. I couldn't stop myself from running to the kitchen and grabbing one of the meet knifes we had and running around the house praying there was someone here to pay for who ever did this!

But I never found anyone there. I finally came back to Molly's body and fell to the floor beside her crying.

"Why?! What do they want from me?! Why couldn't they have just taken me!?" I said as tears fell from my cheek onto Molly's face.

"Please ..Molly... please don't... leave... me." I said before clapping to the floor.

I was startled to hear my cellphone go off and I quickly wandered it.

"To bad we had to kill her, seemed like a nice lady." Was the first thing I heard. The voice was a man's and it was deep.

"What the hell! Who the hell is this? What do you want from me! Just leave me alone!" I screamed into the phone but all the voice did was laugh at me.

"Not until you give us what we want!" The voice said firmly and stern.

"I don't know what your talking about." I said so confused and angry.

"Oh don't play stupid with me. We know you took it."

"Who is we? What are you talking about! God I have no idea who I even am what makes you think I know what your talking about!" I said so annoyed and angry I started laughing.

"Nice try. You always were a good lier!" The voice said laughing back at me.

"Lier?"

"Just give us what we want and no one else will get hurt ok!?" The voice said firmly that it actully sent shivers down my back.

"Hurt? You killed someone! The only person I have!" I said snapping at them in rage before feeling more tears trickle down my face. 

"We know that's not true! What about James?!"

"What??! Who?!" I said shocked and confused. 

Without another word they cut the line and I was alone.

Before I knew it I hurd the ambulance and police faintly.

"Shit no!" I said to myself shaking my head.

"You have no choice you have to leave!" My mind told me and I knew there was nothing more I could do. I couldn't stay here. I needed to get my things.

I was not Jane Park and the police would find some way to pin this on me. That is if they weren't the people from the hospital that tried to kill me.