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"Uh, sure! It's Halloween, why don't we get in the mood!" She laughed a little and took the headphones I handed her.
 
"One sec…sec..." I said as I selected Fly from my Charizard's moveset. Of course I was heading to Lavender town. I had gotten one of the original cartridges with the first Lavender Town music. I didn't know it at the time, I just thought the music was cool and creepy. "Okay," I said, "plug them in."
 
Alicia plugged the headphones and sat incredibly still for a second. Her pupils dilated so they were black marbles outlined with a tiny bit of blue. Her hands tightened. She dropped the Gameboy, collapsed, and began foaming at the mouth. My best friend was going to die! all because of me! She shook violently as foam trickled down her face, then she went still, her eyes wide open. I screamed for help before I realized my parents weren't home. Tears flooded down my face. I grabbed her shoulders and shook her. "Wake up Alicia! Wake up!" What had that music done to her? I stared at the Gameboy on the floor. I put the headphones on and it sounded the same as always. I threw the game down again and sprinted to the kitchen. I got a huge glass of water and dumped it all over Alicia. "Wake up! Wake up! I didn't mean it!" I attempted CPR from what our school nurse had told us, but nothing worked. I put her on the bed and hugger her tightly. "I'm so sorry Alicia! I didn't mean to kill you! I don't know what happened!" I was sobbing more loudly than I ever had.
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We went home and the first thing I did was throw my Gameboy in the trash. I never wanted to see it again. We received a call the next morning that Alicia had died. We visited her parents and they told me they would never blame me for what happened. Alicia's services were held in November at the spot where her parents got married.
 
Of course, my school life went downhill. Kids ridiculed me for killing her and my grades went down because of the intense amount of stress I was under. The school gave me two weeks off after the incident, but they didn't help. The day the trash went out I raced outside and dug the Gameboy out of the garbage. I wiped it off and sat on my bed with it. I began listening to the song. It still sounded the same, but a little…little... eerier. It had caused my best friend's death. I threw the game down and went to the kitchen. I found the sharpest knife there and started cutting my wrist. Blood flowed down my hand and dripped off the ends of my fingers. It hurt, a lot. I knew I deserved it. I killed my best friend. I kept cutting deeper and deeper until I felt like I was about to pass out. Then I thought, what am I doing??? I rinsed the cut out, washed the knife, cleaned the blood up off the floor, and wrapped the wound in gauze. I would explain to my mom what happened. I couldn't go back in my room after thinking about Alicia having her seizure. I laid down on the bed in the guest room and cried. I was a mess. I slowly walked to the kitchen and grabbed the phone. I dialed the number of the counselor the school had given me.
 
"This is Kelly Christiansen, how can I help you?"
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"Hi Kelly. This is Marissa."
 
"Oh, Marissa! How are you doing? There are so many rumors floating around at school…school... That you tried to kill Alicia. It's horrible."
 
I burst into tears. "I'm not doing good at all! I was thinking about Alicia and then I listened to the song and then…then... I cut myself."
 
"Oh my…my... Listen, Marissa. I'm coming over there. Stay put, tie yourself to a chair or something."
 
When Kelly got to my house I was standing at the sink with a glass of water and a painkiller.