I'm not exactly a popular kid, I have one freind and his name is Fred. We're in the eighth grade. Today he lets me have some of his home made lunch, he never eats school lunch. After eating one day, I start to feel sick and he leads me to the girls bathroom. He decides follows me in, You're not suppose to be in here," I tell him. "It's ok" he replied. He led me to the stall. That's the last thing i remember. A couple days later I looked around for him, it's been a while since I'd seen him. I asked around but... Nobody remembers him, only I do. Today I was on youtube when I got this Facebook message, "I'm always with you" it said, curious as to who was messing with me, I checked Facebook. 1 message, from Freddie Forlorn, I check his profile and get another message. I click the link and see an image of me on my computer.
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Short horror stories
Short StoryThis is currently done unless i decide to do more in the future, it's kinda boring for me now and i just don't have a drive for horror like the scrub 13 year old i once was. so enjoy this. About this Story, id say its crap, there are a few good ones...
