Description- Tommy is a 9th grader, his parents died when he was 6, and he has lived with his grandmother ever since. He is 5'9 and he has semi long back hair, his eyes are a deep brown. He enjoys alternative rock and he normally has a small group of friends.
Begin- Tommy was walking down the narrow halls, making his way to P.E, School had just started and he was lost. He walked and walked until he saw a sign the read " P.E, this way", he made his way to gym. He was in P.E, forcefully playing soccer, normally he would sit on the side lines, but this was a new school, and he wanted good grades. After P.E, he walked to Algebra, and he finished all of his classes. After school, he stopped by one of the P.E teachers, casually he asked if he could join the football team, he hated football, but his Grandmother had insisted.
Later- He made his way home, walking down streets he was barely familiar with, until finally he reached his house. He walked onto the porch, and placed the key in the knob. He stopped, hand halfway on the door, he could feel somebody watching him intently. Slowly he turned the knob, and casually went inside, he looked through the door hole, and saw no one. Must have fled the scene he thought. He walked inside, and through his backpack on the couch. He headed into the kitchen and saw a note on the counter, It was from his grandmother, She said she would be home late, getting groceries.
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The Reaper
HorrorDeath, is all around us, Death is always watching, sitting back, until your time runs out.