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I rub my eyes. Who the hell is this person?! I sit up in my bed and glance at my phone once more to re-read the messages. Maybe I should call the number? Then they can't hide who they are because I'll know their voice. Or maybe, it's just a wrong number. I don't know. These questions keep running through my head over and over as I walk downstairs into the kitchen to find my mum making breakfast. "Hey sweetheart" she smiles and flips a pancake "Morning motherrrr" I laugh awkwardly, still thinking about the texts. Do I tell mum or will she freak out? I can't tell her and scare her. I'll find out myself. "Are you okay? You look pale." She asks anxiously. I slump in my seat and roll my eyes. "Yeah I'm fine, thanks mum." She hands me a pancake and smiles. "You can have the day off if you want?" She asks again. I shake my head, the day off sounds great but i need to find out who's sending me these texts!! It has to be someone in my school...
After finishing my pancakes, I quickly text the number back. I'm actually finding this quite funny. I pull on my white skinny jeans with rips, a plain white tshirt and my grey coat before leaving for school. On my walk to school, I hear footsteps behind me. I begin to speed up my walk... Faster and faster until eventually someone grabs my shoulder. I let out a loud scream...
