It was a clear day the next morning, we had French, then maths, then english, Carrie has been able to go out for a few days before now, I had a free period next, I went to the moor, Carrie had found a bush she could hide behind in case anything happened. If anything did happen- it was Miss Illonyol's fault. I racked my brains to remember what happened in the dream - a man, old and mysterious was sitting on the bench, smoking a cigar. I swung round- it was true. He was there, he caught sight of me and said: "ah, Mia, I only saw you when you were tiny, now what I need to do is tell you something to tell your parents". I nodded slowly "say, this is from Peter Gandale, I am here where I am, I will be here when you are and here when you're not". I found myself nodding. I was about to walk away when he said "Mia, dreams may not just be dreams- they've got to have happened, or are they happening?" I looked round in question to what he meant- then I was in for shock- he had disappeared... I was walking back to tell Miss Illonyol I had been- she was teaching the first formers, I'd better not disturb her, I thought to myself.
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Mysteries at St. Mary's Changing letters
Mystery / ThrillerWhat do you expect at school- write a letter to your parents- and it will be the same. But when the first forms letters are changing on their way, with no suspects. The girls try to find how the letters are changing the words
