Writers Forest[Editing]

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Just like a moth
drawn to a flame
oh you lured me in
I couldn't sense the pain 

Exams.

The worst week of the school year.

I'm in my room studying Science when my phone starts to ring.

Picking it up to see who called, a frown grows on my face. I hate getting calls from unknown numbers.

"Hello." I say slightly agitated.

"Hi." The person on the other line says. It, surprisingly, is a girl's voice.

"Who is this?" I ask growing slightly impatient.

"Oh yeah, this is Amy Bards." She speaks in a whisper, panting as if she had been running.

"Oh, um, c-c-can I help y-you with s-s-something?" I stutter, feeling as if I forgot how to speak.

A giggle comes from the other line. "Yeah, could we meet, like now?"

"Is something wrong?" Worry fills my voice.

"No I just wanted to talk," she says shyly.

"I wish I could but I have to study," I say, groaning. I couldn't possibly meet Amy, never mind alone.

" Oh," disappointment fills her voice, "Okay. See you at school. Bye."

Before I can say bye she hangs up.

'Wow, that was weird' I think to myself.

As I put my phone down there is a knock, but it wasn't on the door.

Knock

Again I hear the sound. It's like something is trying to hop.

I turn around on my chair and look around my room.

Knock

I see something in the corner of my eye move. And I turn to it.

"The book?" I say with some confusion. Maybe I'm just imagining things.

Knock

This time I see the book jump. I notice it's the one that creepy old woman gave me.

All the events from last week came rushing back into my mind.

I jump across the room grabbing the book then go to sit on my bed.

I brush the cover gently with my fingers.

'Take my advice, where it leads you, just go. Your life will change for the better.'

Her crusty voice rings through my head.

I decide that this is enough. I can't ignore this book anymore. 

I get a grip on the cover. I'm gonna do it.

I wipe the beads of sweat that have pierced through my skin and onto my forehead.

"Why am I so nervous to open this thing?" I whisper to myself.

"Okay, one, two, three" I open the book to find...

"Nothing! All that tension, for nothing"

'But whatever you do, don't open it until.'

Her words voice in my head again.

This was such a waste of time. I go back to studying for some time until I hear shuffling of bedsheets.

Knock

The book is on the floor.

'Was something put in my breakfast this morning?' I think to myself.

I get from my chair to grab it when the book opens and pulls me in.

And then everything went blank...

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