On Saturday nights, your parents go on dates while you stay home and play, but this time it's different. After every 5 minutes the telephone rings and strange voices answer. Your happy fun-filled night turns into a night of terror and fright, what w...
It was Wednesday, I was in school and I heard my science teacher, Mr. Johnson was sick, and a substitute science teacher was going to teach us. I hope he or she will be very nice. I entered the classroom and sat down in my desk and prepared to meet the new teacher. Then the door opened and I saw a lady with long brown hair, and had a white coat and glasses.
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Teacher: Hello class, I am Mrs. Flintstone. I'm going to be your substitute teacher until Mr. Johnson come back and please be nice, okay?
Classmates: Yes, ma'am.
Mrs. Flintstone: Okay, before we get started with today's lesson, I'm gonna do roll call, when I call your name please answer. Jason?
Jason: Here.
Mrs. F: Abby?
Abby: Here.
Mrs. F: Lloyd?
Lloyd: Here.
While Mrs. Flintstone was calling names there was something familiar about her voice. I feel like I heard it from somewhere but I can't remember where I heard it!
Mrs. F: Y/N? Y/N? Is Y/N here?
Y/N: Sorry, here.
Mrs. F: Thank you, sweetie.
Something is really wrong, I could of sworn I heard her voice from somewhere! But I just can't remember! Then I saw her handing out papers with questions, when she passed by me and handed my paper she rubbed my hair. I'm starting to think something isn't right about Mrs. Flintstone.
