As the day passed May kept thinking about the note 'Who could have sent it?' She wasn't sure but she promised herself to find out. Whatever happened. She knew she was going to have a great day so she decided to spend it outside alone by the cherry tree lake - her favourite place in Penny. She sat down her feet in the cold water. Suddenly after hours of enjoying herself the sky went dark and the air cold. She heard the clock ring eleven or twelve - she didn't know. Remebering the note a cold hand of fear curled around her neck neck but it felt real. Like a real hand, like May's dream coming real - the note was fake...
