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"Seo-yeon please!" My friend begged, her hands in front of her like she was praying.

"I'm not doing it, Eunmi, no matter how cute you act." I replied, raising an eyebrow.

"Oh, come on­! Please?" She pleaded, tugging on my arm. "Here I am trying to be healthy for once in my life, and you're stopping me!"

"How am I stopping you?"

"I've told you, I don't want to go by myself." She pouted at me and I sighed.

The thing was, I couldn't say no. She'd been my best friend for as long as I could remember and she always stood beside me, no matter how much of a jerk I was being. Truth is, she was amazing: beautiful, clever, caring. She could be friends with anyone yet she chose me and I could never express how grateful I was for that.

"Fine," I sighed. "Let's go."

I cringed when she squealed but smiled anyway because she was so excited that I was going with her. Dragging my arm, she led me to the school changing rooms, the last place I wanted to be right now.

Even though I was happy to be with Eunmi, I still hated P.E. I'd never liked sport and school just made it worse. More ways to embarrass yourself. More ways to make yourself a target.

Yet here I was. I was supposed to be at home right now, not at school and definitely not on a field full of people I didn't know in the freezing cold. Well, the freezing cold for me. I'd be cold if it was the height of summer. I have 'thin skin' or something.

It was basketball, the sport I was best at but that doesn't really mean much since I was hopeless at anything to do with sport.

I jumped high to try and catch the ball when suddenly someone crashed into me from the side.

"Shit!" I cursed as I fell, scraping my arm across the rough ground. It stung like hell and I clenched my jaw to stop me from cursing more. After all, there was a teacher nearby.

"Seo-yeon!" Eunmi cried, rushing over. "Are you hurt?"

"No, I don't think so." I said through gritted teeth, wincing as I tried to get up.

"Your arm!" Eunmi squealed, pointing to my arm.

Looking down, I could see a gash on my forearm, running from my elbow down to my wrist. It hadn't started bleeding yet but as I watched, crimson blood started running down my arm. I tilted my head back and closed my eyes, gritting my teeth. It was the worst pain I'd felt in ages.

"Hurry up, go to the nurse," the teacher ordered as she walked towards me. "Eunmi, you can go with her to help."

Eunmi nodded and grabbed me under my arms, helping me up. It was only then when I realised I'd not only hurt my arm but my leg as well. It wasn't as bad as my arm, just a graze.

Limping my way through the corridors, we finally made it to the nurse's office. When she saw me, she rushed over to help.

***

"Okay, now that you're all fixed up, why don't you call your parents?" The nurse said whilst wrapping the last of the bandage round my arm.

Yeah, parents. What were those again?

Both my parents had been killed in a car accident when I was seven. Now I know that this is sad and all but what really annoyed me was when people felt sorry for me, saying things like 'I know what you're going though' and 'everything's going to be okay'.

Because you don't, and it's not. Nobody knew what I was going through, not really...

After the accident, I was passed between foster home after foster home before I was finally 'chosen' by my new parents. At first, they were nice, overly nice.

But then the cracks started to show. Short tempers. Being quick to use their fists before they're words...It didn't happen often but when it did, it was horrible. I knew they cared for me, deep down. But I still can't forgive them for what they've done.

Shaking my head, I threw those thoughts back into the vault inside my head and shut the door. It was starting to overflow a bit but the lock shut properly and I sighed in relief. I shouldn't think about this type of stuff; next time, the door might not close.

"No, it's fine, I'll just walk home." I sighed, leaving the room. Eunmi was waiting outside and when she saw me, she stood up and walked over.

"You okay?" She asked, concerned.

"Yeah, I'm just gonna head home." I told her.

"You want me to come with you?"

"No, you go back to basketball practice, okay?"

Smiling, she nodded and walked off saying goodbye over her shoulder.

"Bye!" I called back, before going to collect my bag and leaving the school.

As soon as I had stepped outside, goose bumps rose on my arms and I shivered. It was freezing and it didn't help that I was still in shorts and a t-shirt from P.E.

It was the middle of winter so it was already dark. That was another thing I hated; the dark. Whenever I told anyone that, they'd laugh. Probably because they just didn't understand. It wasn't the thought that something was going to happen, it was the thought that something could happen. Something could be right in front of your face and you wouldn't know. There could be a psycho with a knife to your throat right there, and you wouldn't know. A morbid thought but you never know.

I decided to take a shortcut through a path with woods surrounding it. Well, I say woods, just a clutter of trees here and there. Usually, I never went this way but I wanted to get home fast. The nurse had said that she wasn't allowed to give out painkillers even though my arm was in so much pain.

Sighing, I ran my fingers through my hair and looked around. Dark clouds covered the sky, blocking the only light that the sun was giving out and casting a huge shadow across everything.

Biting my lip, I couldn't help but feel nervous. Every dark shapes turned sinister and every twig snapping turned into vicious creatures hunting me down.

I heard a noise behind me and spun around but there was nothing there. By now, my heart was racing and it felt like I couldn't breathe.

I switched my phone on and called Eunmi.

"Come on, pick up." I muttered as the phone rang and rang. I needed to speak to someone. I needed something to take my mind off how scared I was. Finally, she answered.

"Hi Seo-yeon, are you-" suddenly, she was cut off and I looked down at my hand. My phone wasn't there.

My brows furrowed in confusion. What happened? Did I drop it? I looked around but couldn't see it anywhere. It was then when I heard someone speak.

"Looking for this?"

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