High School Horrors Book Two: The Secrets of Freeman High School (Redoing)

Repeat of the Past

I was opening up. Not just to Chad, but to everyone at Freeman. I talked to people. I laughed at the jokes, and even started making my own. I made more friends, and drifted away from Chad.

Eager to get into the rhythm of things, I joined track as a hurdler. The other hurdlers were knid to me. They strangely accepted me, given my bloody past.

I got invited to the another hurdler's, named Katrina, sleepover.

'Hey, let's tell ghost stories!" a prep named Brandi said, interrupting gossip.

"Okay, who wants to go first?" Michelle asked.

"I will." a blonde named Tori stated. "This is a true story. There once was a high school couple. They were being haunted by a murderous ghost. They snuck into school one night, and were in the middle of sex."

"Ew, naughty naughty." Michelle remarked.

"Suddenly, the boy died. The ghost got his goons to kill him. The end." She smiled. "The ghost's name was Marty."

I started crying. I ran out the dark bedroom and into the pink bathroom to weep.

I heard a scratchy whisper. "Ashley." I got goosebumps. That voice was all too familiar. "Miss me, Ashley?"

"Marty." I whimpered out.

"Did you really think this was over, Ashley? This horror is just beginning. You can't run from me. Just give up. You're weak. John didn't save you, he saved himself from you."

"Shut up!" I yelled.

Marty appeared in the mirror. He was just as I remembered, black hair, evil eyes, dirty old school uniform. "You will die, Ashley. This is deeper than you could imagine." Then, he attacked.