Chapter 34:
Miranda's P.O.V:
"Time to head inside guys. Recess is over." Mrs. Gilbert, my teacher, said heading towards the door of the school.
"Your turn to put the ball away." My best friend, Elena reminded me.
"I know." I said grabbing the soccer ball and headed towards the shed.
i put the shot the ball into the bin, like it was a basketball. If this was a test for being good at basketball, then I'm amazing. Just not amazing on the real basketball course.
I turned around and tried to open the door. Key word tried. It was stuck or locked. which ever one it is, I'm not getting out of the shed anytime soon.
"Miranda! Are you alright?!?! We are gonna get you out of there, okay?" Mrs. Gilbert screamed. Why was she so panicked?
"Why am I stuck in here? Please help me get out of here."I starred to panic, it was getting harder to breath. My chest started to ache.
"Miranda, the door is jammed and someone set the shed on fire with you in. Is there not any flames inside the shed?"
"No, just smoke and it really hurts." My vision was starting to become blackened.
"There police and firemen are on the way." That was the last thing I heard before a person in all black grabbed me and all I saw was black.
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The Next Targets.
FanfictionTen years from now. The liars all have gotten married and life has gone on with out A. They all have kids that become the next target when A comes back. *Warning Short Chapters: Made for Instagram*
