I had just showed up to the football field around 7:30. there was barely anyone there yet, so I didn't have to worry about a bad seat. I saw the bulldogs mascot on the bleachers which is kind of odd.
I walked to the swings near the bleachers to pass a little time. All the sudden I heard a loud scream and I ran back to the bleachers.
Then I saw what had happened..someone knocked the head off the bulldog mascot and revealed that our star player was dead inside it.
I stayed around the main gate to wait for the police to show up. I was the only one over there, I had to wait for everyone else. Everyone who was there early had to be questioned. I stood there alone, not knowing what to do.
We got escorted to the cafeteria for investigation.
I sat there waiting for my name to be called and for my dad to get here. This is going to be a long night...