I remember the time that her mother spoke the terrible words that still send chills down my back. “ Riley, Sheryce has passed away” I dropped to the ground. My lungs burning as I tried to gasp for air. I managed to get out a tiny shriek which sent my dad into a sprint trying to figure out what happen to me. I could hear her mother crying on the phone before she hung up. I couldn't repeat what poison I heard. What made everything worse, I couldn't stop thinking about how I was suppose to be in the car with her, I was suppose to go with her. I could went with her in that car and maybe then she wouldn't have died.
“Granbury Texas teen has been killed in a wrecking young county” you see these things on the news with all of the gory details