I've seen you look at them.
I've seen the way your eyes ignite as you glance in their direction.
I've seen the blood coming from squeezing your palms too hard as they walk your way.
I've seen your lips mouth curses behind their back.
And I've seen the dreams flashing through your mind, the dreams of them dropping dead.
You want them dead, don't you?
What would you do to fufill that wish?
Wouldn't your life be so much easier without them?
There's only one thing left to do, then.
Want to play a game?
The game is quite simple, as most games are really are. There will be one lone winner, and their prize will be death of the person they hate. Easy enough, right?
If you are reading this letter, then the game has already started. By the time your eyes roam these words, others have already started to play, which leaves you behind. You have to hurry.
The first task is simple: fold this letter in half, write your name on the back, and bring it to locker C-8500 on the second floor. You have one week to complete this, to decide if you are in. After you have finished, go to your locker, where the second task is already waiting for you.
Go, now.
The person you hate is still roaming these halls.
[author's note :D]
Ooh, spooky, isn't it? No? Not really? Wahhh... (on a random note, that word "wahhh" has a red squiggly line under it so I right clicked to see spelling suggestions and what word comes up? Wahhabi! That's clearly the word I was trying to write!)
So this chapter is the continued part of the Letter, which was posted earlier in the story. Now that the players have received the letter, the game has started! (Actually is starts in a week... but whatever, technical stuff) Ooh! And such an easy first task, right? Maybe? Maybe it isn't what it seems... bwahaha... (yes Wahhabi is the spelling suggestion for "bwahaha" as well)
Anyway, I will try and post the next chapter ASAP, since this chapter was so short!
Thank you to those of you who read, vote, and comment! Always makes me smile. :)
- DC
ESTÁS LEYENDO
The Hate Game
Teen FictionWho do you hate? Everyone despies someone. Everyone wishes that one person was dead. Everyone thinks that one person should have never been born. Everyone Hates Somebody Hate is at its highest at one local high school. Rivalries fill the air as well...
