Latly its been very hard to constrate at school. I don't know why, but I always feel like someone is following me. Its weird. I know.
Hey Linsey, my friend Abby says, oh, hey. I say back. Whats wrong? You look like you just saw a murder. Abby says sitting down next to me. Oh, I don't know I just feel off. I say laying my head down. Maybe you need some sleep? Abby asked. Shrugging her shoulders. Maybe I agree.
A few hours later and its lunch time. On my why to the cafatiera, I see a shadow, that almost looks like a man running down the hallway.
I start running as fast as I can to the cafatiera. As soon as I get there, I find Abby, and I tell her.
I tell her about felling like I was being followed all day, and about the shadow in the hallway.
She looks at me like I'm crazy, like I just told her I was going to have a demon baby. I begged her to believe me. She just told me to come to her house later.
After school, I walked home to help gather my thoughts. Wall I was walking I saw that shadow again. Only this time, it talked to me.
" Hello Linsey. How are you? I hope your good case it would be a shame if you worn't."
As he talked he got closer. Tears were streaming down my face.
Please, just leave me alone, I said crying.
All around us people were dying. He had some kind of power, and he was pulling them apart piece by piece.
First there organs like there lungs and hearts. Then taking there heads.
There was blood everywere. I trembled and screamed. I turned around to run, but he grabed me and started taking my lungs out I couldn't breathe I was fighting for air, but nothing came in. I was dying. My eyes closing. I could see the light, so bright, that it was blending. Then there was nothing but blackness, peaceful black.
Then I woke up. My alarm clock blaring. Tears in my eyes. My blanket covering me. " it was only a dream it was all only a dream. I heard my dad saying as he held me.
Your save my little girl, your save. I calm down and told him think you. Then I ask him how I got home.
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The Shadow
Mystery / ThrillerProloge - sometimes, late at night, I can hear his voice. I don't know what he wants. why he's here, but I know his after me. He will kill whoever and whatever gets in his way.
