*That night* Derek and I grabbed the body and set off...we told my mom and his mom that we were going to the movies, then out to eat so they wouldn't expect us for a 3 hours or so. We grabbed the chest and put it in the trunk we started driving and we have been drinking so I knew it wasn’t a good idea but were young and in love, so of course we jet off swerving this way and that. We finally got to “the movies” aka the dump where we are going to dispose of the carcass which has now grown mold rotted and lost teeth...you can't even distinctly see my beautiful friend’s face anymore...she’s gone. We had to move quick and we had to not act suspicious. We were halfway there when it happened, Derek started acting strange he would fall asleep it seemed but with his eyes open… I would ask him what wrong and there would be no reply. I refused to think that it was...not him anymore. I didn’t want to see him like that, not again. I didn’t want to end up like my friend...cold, and lifeless. We were able to see the dump and we were headed to the gate but he didn't slow down...I kept telling him to stop. But he wouldn't *crash* we wrecked into the fence and there was blood...lots of it. I couldn’t see anything...partially because it’s dark now and partially because everything is blurry...I think I may have hit my head. I look over to see nothing and there's nothing in the trunk...I then stop and realise where’s Derek...and the body. I stumble out of the car and fell to the ground where there was blood scattered from me to where I can't see. I walked and followed the blood hoping it would lead to Derek… I see something lying on the ground but it doesn’t look like a human, as I get closer I see it is a dog. It looks like it would of been harmless it’s brown with white spots
*That night* Derek and I grabbed the body and set off...we told my mom and his mom that we were going to the movies, then out to eat so they wouldn't expect us for a 3 hours or so. We grabbed the chest and put it in the trunk we started driving and we have been drinking so I knew it wasn’t a good idea but were young and in love, so of course we jet off swerving this way and that. We finally got to “the movies” aka the dump where we are going to dispose of the carcass which has now grown mold rotted and lost teeth...you can't even distinctly see my beautiful friend’s face anymore...she’s gone. We had to move quick and we had to not act suspicious. We were halfway there when it happened, Derek started acting strange he would fall asleep it seemed but with his eyes open… I would ask him what wrong and there would be no reply. I refused to think that it was...not him anymore. I didn’t want to see him like that, not again. I didn’t want to end up like my friend...cold, and lifeless. We were able to see the dump and we were headed to the gate but he didn't slow down...I kept telling him to stop. But he wouldn't *crash* we wrecked into the fence and there was blood...lots of it. I couldn’t see anything...partially because it’s dark now and partially because everything is blurry...I think I may have hit my head. I look over to see nothing and there's nothing in the trunk...I then stop and realise where’s Derek...and the body. I stumble out of the car and fell to the ground where there was blood scattered from me to where I can't see. I walked and followed the blood hoping it would lead to Derek… I see something lying on the ground but it doesn’t look like a human, as I get closer I see it is a dog. It looks like it would of been harmless it’s brown with white spots