The street was quiet, only a couple other kids on their way to school. Mary could hear a familiar song blasting from the radio. Dum, Dum, Dum. Dum, Dum, De, Dum. She turned to see the Purple Haze that was Violet, her best friend. They continued on together singing their theme song as it played on the radio. "Violet, have you ever had one of those days where no matter what you do, you feel sad and tired?", Mary asked. "Yes they are called school days", Violet said chuckling. She gave Mary a little shove and Mary pushed her back. They both started to laugh and continued to school.
The school yard was filled with kids screaming, balls bouncing, and teachers watching. All this activity stopped for an instant when the bell rang, soon was replaced by kids running for the lines. Today was not the typical day. When the bell rang, the silence continued: everybody froze. Mary sat on the ground and lowered her head. She opened her black notebook and frantically began to write a list of names. Page after page was filled with names and dates. Violet ran over and tried to shake her out of her trance. Violet started to panic but finally she broke out of it. "Are you okay?" Violet asked tearfully. "I am now but my wrist is really sore", Mary said, looking up at the Purple Haze then down at her black notebook. "I don't know what this means", she said showing it to Violet. "We have to go, we are already an hour late for school but we should talk about this later", said Violet. Mary placed the black notebook in her bag and continued inside with her friends.