I haven't seen him since. It's been three days. I haven't gotten anything new on my phone, thank goodness. Nothing much about this mysterious K.E.P. thing has happened.
Snap!
My pencil broke, and I was interrupted from writing. I sat up slowly. My legs swung around as I hopped off of my bed, not as graceful as I hoped. Just as I landed, my feet slipped out from under me. My head slammed on the sturdy rosewood bed frame. Something cool and thick seemed to be seeping out of the injured area.
Head pounding, I struggled to stand. My muscles burned with fatigue, and I was unable to reach the telephone. How am I going to get out of this one, I thought.
"Help.... me..." My croaky voice faded slowly. Blackness flooded my brain. My body completely shut down.
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Behind The Glass
Paranormal□Target found□ □1:00 Monday□ We WILL get her. We WILL. ●●● 14 year old Umi Ikuhara, is a normal girl. She does her homework and gets decent grades. Nobody bothers her, so she doesn't bother them. One fateful day, Umi starts receiving mysterious pic...
