I instantly replied;
Me: Hey! Sorry but uh..do I by any chance know you?
Anon: Hmm.. I don't think so ;)
Me: Who are you??
Anon: Somebody ;)
Me: I know, somebody =_=. Also, weird question but are you a boy or a girl?
Him: A boy ;)
My stomach did a major backflip and my hands were clammy.
Me: Alrighty then :) , are you from my school.
Him: Maybe ;), and you looked pretty today.
I squealed loudly but I forgot it was my bed time. My mom screamed from downstairs, "honey are you still awake? Im coming to check!"
I quickly hid my phone under my pillow as I heard footsteps creeping up the stairs and shut my eyes close. She barged in my room. "Okay good, I thought I heard something. " She then closed the door shut behind her.
After she left, I slowly took out my phone and texted him back.
Me: Thankyou! :). Hey I have to sleep now, we'll talk tomorrow?
Him: Alright, good night dear , sweet dreams :).
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The very next day Jane and Lizzie weren't in school.
I began wondering to myself. I did not think they hated me to an extent that they would ditch school in order to avoid me.
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During History class I received a text from my dad. The message displayed:
"Honey, come back home as soon as you can. something tragic has happened."
My heart hammered against my chest and I felt the blood rush up to my head.
Mrs Natasha who just finished reading a paragraph about how Hitler rose to power, examined me with her sterling grey eyes.
'Betty, do you need to be excused?' she asked in a soft voice.
I did not know how she new but I nodded my head. "Alright you can leave class." She said as she flashed me a smile.
Taking my bag, I hurried out of class to see what was going on.
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Before I pushed open the main door of my house, I vaguely heard muffled cries from inside. I finally swung the door open and there my neighbours stood in a small crowd.
The crowd separated and made a pathway for me to walk.
'Mama?' I knelt down next to her still body. "Mama please don't leave me." I yelled as I shook her chilled body. Tears filled my eyes as I was trying to hold back a cry.
She can't leave me too soon. She was the only person who loved me as much as she loved herself.
My knees went weak and after a while everything turned pitch black...
To be continued! :)
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Подростковая литератураThis is a story about a girl name Betty who has just finished grade 8 and is more than thrilled to enter grade 9. She thought it was going to be a great year when she suddenly faces unexpected tragedies that change her life completely. Ps: Its my fi...
