Part 1

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Someone or something shifty caught my eye as I looked over to tell the teacher an answer. I lowered my hand, slowly, as I looked to the window. It passed again. I look away. I try to focus on my teacher, but I couldn't, my focus was at the window. I glanced at the teacher, then looked back at the window and I saw something glaring at me. I didn't see a face, only the eyes of some unfamiliar thing. These eyes were dark and very narrow and was nothing I have ever seen before.

While the teacher was reading a story from a book. Out of the corner of my eye I could see it run back and forth. Like it was spying on my class. Maybe it was looking at me I'm zoned out, I can't hear my teacher. It is waiting for me out side kind of. "Lexie" the teacher shouts out. "Are you paying attention to this story" she says. "Yes" I say quietly. "Okay then what was I talking about" she says. All the eyes on me, palms sweaty, skin turning pink, then red. I feel on fire. She said okay then I will continue the story. Everything stopped like I was in my own little world, then I turned around. It has been standing there for 5 min watching me. Goosebumps ran down my skin, a shiver goes down my back. I say, "Excuse me, can I go to the bath room, it's an emergency I need it now please" interrupting the story. She glares at me and says "here, now leave my class and get your talking out".

The thing staring at me through the window seen that I was walking out. It ran away, away from me as if it was scared of me. As I walk out the door I text my friend, Kloee, Kloee Edgmon. She is one of my closet and smartest friends (even though she's not always to bright). I text her and say, "Hey come outside, we have a mission". She thinks I'm joking and she asks, "A mission"? "Yes, a mission just come outside slowly and I tell you".

I see Kloee and I see it, I look at Kloee and tell her to follow me. I realized that it was nothing human, in fact it was floating. Kloee and I looked at each other and looked at it in confusion. We slowly start going towards it. It looks back. We hide. It turns back around and goes faster, turns a corner. We run, but it's not there. Like it has disappeared from existence. We keep walking down the hall, "I found it", she whispers to me. I look down the hall and see that it is entering a class room. "That's MY classroom that its going into" I whisper in fear and curiosity.


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