I began to walk home. Looking at the tall buildings and crowds of people all going to unknown destinations. The summer breeze was brushing lightly against my face as I walked my way to my apartment.
"Bzzz!!" I looked down at my phone to see it was an alert from Insta-Tweet. I had been tagged in a post but I decided to wait till I got home to read it. It's never safe to walk down a busy street on your phone. You could get robbed or ran over.
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Killing For Emojis *In Progress*
HorrorJake gets sent weird messages one day and he gets a strange feeling about the red ink blot pictures that goes with the messages. Will he ignore it? What is this feeling and what will it do to him? In the end is everyone safe? THIS STORY AND ALL CHAR...
