Snippet #1728566

Sarah Ann

Sarah heard several screams outside her room in the hallway when she woke up. She quickly tossed the covers over and jumped out of the plush silver sheeted bed grabbing her white tank-top and black skinny jeans throwing them on before racing out into the hallway nearly slamming her head on the cold and lifless body hanging from the ceiling. She screamed and felt her legs give out underneath her. She knew about this before anyone else had, and she had planned her act of heartbreak perfectly. Hanging infront of her was her supposed lover whom she had fought with the night before, and now the tears where streaming down her face as easily as she had sprung the trap on him. She looked away from him, from everyone else. "Get him down!" She cried hugging her knees and pressing herself against the wall, all the color in her face drained. She closed her eyes leaning her head back on the wall waiting for someone to listen to her and get the body down and get rid of it. She didn't bother checking the guests faces to see if they had any suspicions. She had been through twelve years of acting and had never once messed up a part.