Liar

It was initiation night, and man, I was excited.  Growing up with only one brother made me more than ready to gain 20 new sisters.  I never planned on rushing a sorority, but Delta Gamma seemed perfect for me and I have heard nothing but great things about it.  I was more than happy with my decision to join, until last night...when my whole life changed forever.

My new sisters were so nice and welcoming to me...until they mentioned that all the new pledges have to do something risky.  Some girls had to go spray paint the giant rock outside of the student union, while others had to egg the Mountain Cat statue.  My risky job seemed a lot worse, however, because of the possible consequences.  I was told to anonymously write to the President that Professor X had been treating me very harshly and threatened me after I didn’t do very well on his past few exams.  I originally didn’t want to do it and wasn’t going to, but I was told that if I really want to be a part of this sorority, I have to do anything they say.

I got out a piece of paper and a pen and started writing away.  When I was done writing this note, I took it to the principal’s office and slid it under his door.  The next day, I heard rumors that Professor X was suspended from campus until further notice.  I did feel really bad, honestly.  I thought that maybe this anonymous note would get him yelled at by the principal but I never thought that it would go as far as getting him suspended, or maybe even fired in the long run.  Nobody other than my few sorority “sisters” knew that it was me who wrote the note, so I went along with all the rumors when other students were talking about it in class.  I continued to feel bad, but after a few more days I realized that it happened, it’s over, and I should just forget about it because there’s nothing I or anyone else could do about it…...so I thought.

Initiation night for Delta Gamma was tonight!  I couldn’t wait to dress up, head down to the log cabin in the woods, and hang out with my soon to be “sisters.”  The cabin was so cool and the party was a blast so far.  After finding out who our “big’s” were and participating in all of the other cool rituals, the party was almost over so we danced for the remainder of it.

I heard a high pitched scream, followed by an echo of all the girls in the room screaming. Five of my new sisters were passed out on the ground.  They looked as if they had fallen asleep in the middle of the dance floor.  The music was blasting though, so there’s no way they were sleeping, right? Were they dead?  I didn’t even have time to do anything to help my five sisters on the ground because when I turned around I saw a few other sisters of mine hanging limp on the ceiling rafters like rag dolls. What was happening?!  Who was doing this? Was I next?  The rest of my night was a complete blur.