So this might be hard to believe but trust me its true, every last word of it. My name is Dani and this is the story of how I died.

It was April 2nd, I had stolen my dad's car to go to a party I wasn't invited to. People called me an outcast and a nobody which was some trending social group in my school. I was more of a lone goth girl who didn't take crap from people but never fit in with anyone. I mean even the nobodies ignored me, well who gives a shit right. Anyway I overheard a party going down and decided hey why not crash the shit maybe then they'll notice me. Along the way there was some jackass driving like a complete scatterbrain and the next thing I knew my car was spinning in the air and crashed right onto the highway road, I died right there and then. Turns out my killer was my crush, Kyle Walking, he and his buddies decided to get drunk on the way to the party to be more fun and ended up losing there cool.

This is how I became stuck with watching people and teachers who once never gave a shit about me drop a rose into my coffin and bow as some old ass pastor spoke over my body. Have you ever noticed how some things seem easier for everyone else? They have all the best clothes, they know all the right people, they get invited to all the best parties, and your just left here on the side lines waiting for your time to shine, to be cool, to be popular, to be invited to the party of the century. Just think, they would be perfectly unfazed even if you never even existed and they always seem to get exactly what they want, but not this time...this time I was going to be the popular one, the person everyone's talking about and when I'm done, my crush...he'll get crushed even if he doesn't even know I'm there. #Revenge I'll watch them all suffer as they burn to ash. -Dani <3