Exactly one year after the day the world sobbed. March 19 will always be the worst day of the year. Renae had science. She was sixteen now and a total wreck. Her hair was unkempt and her clothes mismatched. She always had bags under her bloodshot eyes. It looked as though she hadn't slept. Her grades were nothing more than poor and her homework always late. Bruises covered her legs from many falls and stubbs. The girls at school verbally insulted her. No boy had a crush on her. Renae had a terrible life. But she didn't mind.
    Science was the only class she didn't have a D in. She loved it. Science was easy and simple. You knew what was going to happen. Unlike books, or math, or even history. That was the way she thought. Renae sat in the front of the class. She liked to look at the pictures on the board. Sure, she knew she was a bad student, she always had been, but science class made her feel like she was smart. Renae had the top grade in science for her class. Next to her was her one and only friend, Nya.
    School was a terrible place. It was full of lions and zebra. The zebra tried to fit in while the lions would attack them. Renae was a zebra. Nya was her only salvation. After class, Nya came up to her. Her face was soft and understanding. She knew what day it was.
    "Hey," she began, "I have something to take it off your mind." Renae looked up from the floor. She gave her friend a weak smile.
    "What is it?" Renae asked in sorrow.  Nya pulled out a folded piece of paper. She unfolded the flier and handed it to Renae.
    "Music club!" She exclaimed. Nya knew that Daisy played cello. Maybe it could have been a tribute to her? Renae shook her head sadly and gave the paper back.
   "No. I'm sorry." Renae murmured. She didn't want to sign up for something that reminded her of what her mother used to do. It made her feel heavyhearted. A tear rolled down her cheek. She quickly wiped it away. No sobbing in school. It would just be a chance for the lions to attack. She could not be prey. Not today.