In Our Mind

Chapter 1 Summer of 1993

Mosvil Utah, a town no one seems to know. Small and very old, on the dry desert-like fields. Somewhere southwest of any other civilization. Now as it seems almost every scary story starts off this way.

Some small town in the middle of nowhere, nothing for miles but field and rock. Just one town, seemingly holding its own. The shortly-numbered yet lively community works together to keep things in shape and order.

But who's to say this is an ordinary story?

One person who might not say so is the girl who lived this story personally.

Me, Bailey Fraser. Just a girl, who lived on the edge of this once-quiet town. In a small rundown home just fit for four. Only a few blocks from anywhere you'd needed to go. (Small town living for you.)

Let us start here.

It was May 21, 1993. The last day of the school year. I was officially done with My junior year in about six and a half hours. I stared at the clock just above the math classroom door, then looked downwards at the name tag placed just to the right. Which read "Mr. J Tomson." Scowling at even the sight of Mr. Tomson's name. I wondered how a teacher could be so completely cruel as to give out a test, on the very last day of school.

"Okay, everyone! Pencils down. We now have about twenty minutes left of class, so I will need your tests turned in at my desk now to grade them before you go!" Exclaimed Mr. Tomson. I looked down at my test, almost smiling as the only thing I'd written was my name. I stood out of my desk, the same as everyone else. Each of us slowly one by one placed our papers in a not-so-neat pile on the desk, in pure annoyance. I walked back to sit down at my desk. "Bailey! Looks to me like you think you're just too smart to take my test. Am I correct?" Mr. Tomson said in a stern voice.

"No Mr. Tomson," I replied, a small smile turning the corners of my mouth. The other students laughed a little, especially my best friend, Dylan. Who had been quietly sitting in the back row. "You're lucky it is the last day of school, otherwise you'd be sent to the principal's office right now," said Tomson.

"You don't want to ruin your reputation, Mr. Tomson, you might as well just send her, she's disrespectful, and you never tolerate that." Syndie Meyers chimed in. Syndie was the pretty little princess type. She always had perfect grades, and perfect attendance, so of course every teacher absolutely adored her.

"Well, I suppose you're right Syndie, thank you for the reminder," Tomson replied with a small grin. "Okay Bailey, head on down now." He nodded towards the door. I looked at Syndie, smiling so as not to show my pure anger and hatred towards her. Then I looked at Dylan, who had his hand on his face trying not to burst into laughter. I laughed too, making him laugh even louder, and out came a loud snort.

"You too Mr. Campbell, hit the road!" Tomson said somewhat angrily. Dylan looked up in shock but still smiling. "Wait, what did I even do?" "You think it is funny to be in trouble so maybe you should be too. Go now." Dylan and I stood up both still giggling, and walked out and down the hall to the principal's office.

We reached the office only to find that no one was there. So we looked around the small cluttered office. Seeing the awards hung in frames, and fake houseplants almost always made me want to vomit. "Where is he anyways?" Dylan asked. "How would I know," I say as I shrug my shoulders. We turn around to walk out and we see Ms. Ward, the art teacher about to walk in with a handful of papers. "Oh! What are you two here for?" She asks in a sarcastic voice. Remembering how much Mr. Tomson sends the two of us down here.

"Tomson." Dylan and I said at the same time. Ms. Ward almost laughs. "Well, Mr. Reid isn't here today so he told me to collect any students who'd been sent to the office and to take them to my room for in-school suspension. Which I feel is a little much considering that it's the last day of school. Anyways come with me." We followed Ms. Ward to her room. She's my favorite teacher and has been ever since I started at Mosvil High School. She's the only one I can say anything to without getting in trouble.