I saw a murder. One of my classmates killed another student.And I made a tragic mistake. I didn't tell anyone right away. I didn't tell my mom. I didn't tell any of my teachers. I didn't even tell the police. I was so scared that I kept it to myself. By the time I got the courage to say something, no one believed me.Only one person believes me. And he's the one who killed her. If I could go back and change anything, it would be that I would have told everyone right away.Because by keeping quiet, I've given the killer an advantage. I've given him time. Time to come up with ways to hide his crime. Without a body, there is no evidence. And everyone thinks the girl is on a family vacation.Now the killer is coming after me, and he's determined to keep me quiet...forever.
