Wow. I can't believe that just hapened. But Alice was in her tent!

No. No. No. She killed her boyfriends brother. We were 12. She dared us all to take a swig from her bottle. She took a real swig. More than a swig. She got up from the table and called Levi (her BF now) he said come over. We went. I regret everything from that night. I saw it happen. She took her hands and squeesed his neck. He fell. I helped Alice bury him under the dirt that was going to be covered in tar for a road.

I never walk along that road anymore.

Alice, Dead girl, please rest in pieces.