"W- who are you?" I asked mortified at the figure next to my door, but he didn't answer...he didn't even move a muscle.
I could only see what the light outside my window let me and it wasn't much but I could tell he was wearing all black and a white cat mask. Pulling the bed sheet closer to me I asked another question.
"Are you the person who has been sending me flowers?" This time I received a nod from him.
Sucking in my breath I started to slowly move my hand in the bed, looking for my cellphone. He notices what I'm doing and took something out of his pocket.
He had my phone.
Iv'e seen enough home invasion movies to know where this is going...I'm going to die.
-My name is Violet Stone and for sixteen years I've always been the new girl.-
*Highest Ranked #11- in Mystery/Thriller*
*YOU SHOULD KEEP IN MIND THAT THIS WAS MY FIRST STORY AND IT TOOK ME MORE THAN A YEAR TO FINISH IT SO I MOSTLY DIDN'T KNOW WHAT I WAS DOING AND I CERTAINLY FORGOT DETAILS IN THE PROCESS OF CONTINUING TO WRITE IT. IT'S A MESS.