SARAH'S PARTY

Chapter 9

SARAH'S PARTY 🔥🖤
(The Greatest Shock) 😳
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By AuThOr DeStInY 💥
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Chapter 9 ✨
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TWO WEEKS AGO
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            💎_RICHARD_💎
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My phone rang.
I sighed and picked it up.

"Am i speaking with Richard" The caller asked immediately. No greeting, No introduction.

"If i may ask. Who is this?"

"Is Beth's Mom... Please i really need you here. Beth is really sick" Then she hung up.

I contemplates if to go or not. I and Beth just broke up. I think i have nothing to do with her anymore.

But the woman sounded desperate. I need to go.
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CURRENTLY 🔥
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             💋 BETH 💋
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I shut my eyes tight, praying fervently for my life. When i opened my eyes, i received the greatest shock of my life.

The killer was staring at me.
Can you guess who.

I'm supposed to be scared but instead i was Angry.

"So you are _____". Before i could complete my words, the killer stroke the knife.

Deep in my chest.

But i didn't die.
Because i can't die. At least not in the hands of someone i know too well.
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               💝_SARAH_💝
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We were still coming down from the stairs when we heard a noise below. 

We paused.

I stare at Richard. "What was that" I whimpered.

"Wait here" he whispered to me and ran downstairs.  I waited for almost two hours.

He wasn't back.

Fear was strangling me.  A heard another strange noise coming from the direction which Richard left.

I retraced my step and started heading back upstairs.  Then i saw Lisa's corpse. I wanted to scream but i held my tongue.

Lisa who we just left is dead.

Meaning someone else is here. Someone else waited for us to leave, then stalked and kill Lisa.

I remembered the note on my bed "You're next to die, Sarah.".

Then i felt like I've seen that handwriting before. Somewhere in our class.

A noise distracted me.  I looked left and saw a door. The knob of the door was turning.

I ran towards the door opposite (the one which i first hid, before).

I closed the door and i ran inside the closet...the dark closet.

Then i waited and counted three.

I hear the sound of the door, opening. I prayed silently.  Then i brought out my phone.

I dialed 911.

Luckily someone picked it.

I was afraid to talk....the killer is inside the room.

"Hello?" The person in the phone was saying.

Then i whispered like a snake "Hello...please there is danger....someone is killing...death...birthday".   I was saying rubbish. The sound of my heart was louder than my voice.

"Hello, please speak up." The person on the other line said.

"Please i need your help. Someone is killing us!" I whimpered.  The door of the room opened again. It seems the killer was going out.

Thank goodness.

"Someone is killing who?" The policeman asked.

"My friends!" I almost yelled.