I immediately pull out my phone and open Wattpad. And now you know where I like to write to you.
A few minutes into 1st hour, an ear piercing scream blares out of the hallway. My whole class turns their heads, but by the time they do that, I'm already half way down the hall. I look for the person who had made the screech, but there was no one around. Mrs. Plankers started to shout at me "Crystal, get back here!"
I slowly turned my back, although I looked back a few seconds later to find, yep, you guessed it, It.
I started to scream as well, running to the office faster then lightning. I took me about 15 seconds to get from the end of the hall to the 8th grade office. Ms. Pent (our assistant principal) stares at me with a face of horror.
"Oh crap." I thought to myself. I am in so much trouble.
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HorrorEveryone is afraid of something. For some it's spiders. For others it's the dark. For me, it's it. The one who is outside my window. The one who watches me while I sleep. He's always there, watching, waiting, but for what? My friends don't believe m...
