As I stared at my bedrooms ceiling watching small fly buzz around the single white light of my bedroom, I heard my phone buzz. I reached my hand over and grabbed my phone, only to see that my friend Jacqui had texted me.
Jacqui knew I knew the weirdest details about each other, like how I loved chicken salad and how she hates chicken salad. We were so close, but so far. I had met Jacqui over the internet and she lived on the other side of the world.
The text read:
"Hey, the weirdest thing happened to me today at the salad shop,"
I stoped reading as it took my brain several moments to remember that my friend worked at a salad shop part-time.
I continued reading;
"I had the afternoon shift and I was just empting out the salads at the end of the day and this ghastly figure approached me. His skin was extremly white almost like it had been bleached or something and his face scared the crap out of me. It was like the freakiest mask ever. I walked out to the back of the store hoping that someone else would serve him. Luckily my manager served him. He spoke in a monotone voice and asked for a chicken salad. Moral to the story only weirdos eat chicken salads."
I couldn't help back burst into a explosion of laughter. After I recovered I texted back:
"Wow, just wow. Do you really think I believe that?"
"Yup, it seriously happened."
"Mmmmhmm sure, oh look there goes a flying pig!"
"It seriously happened though!"
"Yep, Sure, Goosenight."
"Goosenight then."
I turned my phone of and slid under my covers, I began to fall asleep under the comfy warmth of my bed.
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A/N
Tankyou so much for reading!
I made a mango tea and it was green, should I be worried?
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White Lights
Horror"From on white light to another." Erin lived a fairly normal life. Until one night it all changed.
