Chapter 2

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It was Monday. Eugh, school again. I made some breakfast and walked to school. I was apparently too early, because almost no one was there yet. There was this guy, he was staring at me. He had a very intimidating look in his eyes. It seemed as if he was walking towards me, so I stepped back a bit. Then I could take a closer look at him. He had light brown hair and blue eyes. There was also a scar on his forehead. Suddenly he started talking to me. "Hey, what are you doing here?" He said it as if he wasn' t happy to see me there. "I'm sorry but do I know you?" I asked. He started laughing histirically. "So you're a freak and you also have a bad memory? Pathetic." I genuinely didn't know who he was, I didn't know what to say. I saw that the doors were opening, so I quickly walked inside.

The class was feeling quite odd. They acted differently than usual and the atmospere in the classroom just felt kind of strange. I asked the girl who sat in front of me if anything had happened, and she looked at me as if I was a clown. A few seconds after the teacher walked into the classroom somebody started talking to me. Only, I didn't know who. I sat by myself and the people in front of me didn't ever speak to me. I looked around through the whole class but nobody was talking to me. I tried to identify the voice. It sounded very distorded and it was even glitching a little bit. 

After a while of trying to figure out what it said, I finally figured it out. "Wake up." Everytime the sentence was repeated the voice became more natural. When it was repeated for the last time, I heard a feminine voice. It was somewhat similair to my mom's, but at the same time very different. I looked through the window that was next to me, there it was. 

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