Chapter 11

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So... I honestly dont know how Im doing on this story. Is it good is it bad??? Please feel free to tell me anyting about this, should I make it more exciting??? what?? what should I do...oh and Ya'll have been good with the uh... vote? rate? thing... whatever its called. So please keep it up :D

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Haha thought I was gonna start the story now?

Well guess again xD

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I had skipped school today for many reasons. Well...maybe not for many reasons, I simply called in sick to Coach P, who had agreed to let me stay in bed all day. Yea it was that easy. So I sat here all day, well morning, waiting for the halls to be emptied out so I can make my way to the lounge.

Once I knew it was safe, I walked along the numerous hallways and onto the lounge. I took a seat and something hit me. How was going to start. Well, since Im alone I might as start with anything.

"Uh, voices that talk to me, can I ask you a question?" I asked feeling very awkward. The silence began to turn into whispers as I realized I got their attention.

"Uh... well, thanks for the book, but it didn't work, we were going to continue to try but we forgot..anyway, um, I know you guys are the things behind the dreams, and I am not so sure about the drawings.-"

To be honest, I dont know if they are behind the dreams or not.

"I also know that you might be trying to help me." The voices were still whispering to me as I spoke.

"So uh, without further adue, is there anyway that you can possibly show me, what it is that you want me to know?"

The voices got silent, and a sound of wind filled my ears as the world around me went dark.

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The hallways were empty with doors aligning each wall. The strong and loud voices of the teachers occupied the empty atmospher as I walked down the hallway. I made a turn about three doors down to the right, and opened the door.

I was in class, more spefically, Coach P's class. the voices over floodeded her hearing.

'Be careful about her.'

I began to wonder why, and as if too answer my question I was moving away from the classroom, back down the hallway, and away from the class buildings. I was heading toward the dorms. I walked up the flight of stairs that lead to where my room was, and appearently Coach P's. I stopped at the first door to the left and walked on in.

I headed to the small table that was in the right hand corner of the room. Nothing seemed out of place, folders, pens, paper and books were all stacked neatly with a green lamp.

'Open the folder.' The voices whispered.  So -almost relcuntly- I opened the folder. and there was all the proof I need, I saw Makayla and Malice Harper, both with Bios, and everything there is to know about them. I took the info away and there was Jasminees, and under hers was another person.

Something told me to grip onto the entire folder so I shoved everything back, and held on tight to the folder.  The entire world went black around.

I opened my eyes again and saw the folder in my hand. I looked at it oddly and opened it. There was everything I had saw earlier.

"Alright now what about you? What should I know about you?"

The voices picked up but nothing dream like happened. Instead a voice whispered to me

"We are the haunted souls trapped in the shadows, we are the past mistakes no one wants to remember."

I nodded and continued to listen.

"We are the past, we are the present, we help with the future. We are not evil, unless you speak to him."

Who is him?

"Who is him?"

'He is the one who talked to you.'

And stopped, now that I think about it, I have yet to hear him in a while.

"There is much to learn about this place but firsst you must do whats right. Save yourself now before its too late, you have what you need, now go, confront the one who speaks lies to truth, and be warned, she won't give up so easily.'

With that the voices stopped and I was left all alone. I heard the bell rang and silently cursing to myself I ran back to the bed room, and went under the covers. Waiting for Kacie and Matt to arrive. 

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