Creepypastas

Sacrificing Is Our Religion

The day went on as any other, and school is almost over. A girl, let's call her Janice, was tapping her pen on her desk as the time ticks.

I need to get out of here, "Janice" thought to herself. See, beyond her parents' perspective, Janice wasn't very popular, in fact, she was almost a ghost in society.

She never really talked to anybody and blended in the back of the classroom. Typical, isn't it? Just like how all the stories of malicious murder are.

Janice was looking at the clock with more anticipation than usually, it was her birthday and she wanted to get home and see what she got from her parents. She really considered it a "Sorry we're always arguing" present, considering she has had poor amounts of sleep because of their constant fighting.

As the bell rang, Janice quickly stood up, gathered her things, and proceeded to leave the room. As she was heading the corner towards the exits, Janice was cut off by a girl, let's call this girl "Samantha." Samantha stopped her, smiled and started flipping the pendulum of her necklace around her neck.

"So, uh, I heard around that it's your birthday today, my friends Bobbi and Victor are wondering if you'd like to hang out and you know, celebrate?" Samantha asked smiling a sketchy smile.

Considering Janice didn't talk to anyone much, she was skeptical. She had talked to Samantha a few times before, but never really stuck in with her group. Janice thought about her parents and the fighting, and quickly but modestly said yes. Samantha smiled, hugged Janice, and said she wouldn't regret it.

As she backed away, Janice noticed the pendulum of a star in a circle. She's seen that before, somewhere, but was unsure of where. She still got a bad vibe, but decided it was too late to go back now. Samantha then asked for her address so her and the others could pick her up in a few hours.

Janice left school, said goodbye to Samantha, and went home.

"I'm home!" Janice exclaimed as she walked through the door.

Her mother came out of the kitchen, smiling wildly and her dad appeared behind her mom smiling, too. The both tugged on her arm to lead them into the living room.

"It isn't much," her mom said smiling wide," but it's still a birthday gift we're POSITIVE you'll just LOVE."

As she said that, Janice's dad gave her a considerably small and wrapped package. Janice tore the wrapping off and found that she had gotten a new iPhone 5 for her birthday. Janice gasped and hugged her parents.

"Thank you, this is the best gift I could ask for," Janice said, almost stammering while trying to speak.

"It's got unlimited everything, calling and all," said her father, smiling smugly.

"Oh! I almost forgot!" Janice said as she played with her new phone," my friend Samantha wanted to celebrate my birthday with me."

"Oh, goody, you've finally got someone to hang out with. I hope you have fun," said her mother, not very convincingly, though. She was really hoping she could make a special dinner for Janice, but oh well.

While playing a new app on her phone, Janice heard a knock at the door. That must be them, she thought to herself, I can't wait. Janice opened the door, and, there enough, was Bobbi smiling and waved slightly at her.

"I'm 'ere to get you. Sam wants us to meet 'er and Vic at 'er 'ouse," Bobbi said, with that British accent Janice loved oh so much. Secretly, Janice has always had a feeling Bobbi knew she had a terribly strong crush on him.

"Alright, let's head out then," Janice said, blushing slightly.

They got in Bobbi's car, a nice Lamborghini. Janice found out his dad was a coroner making upwards of about $170,000 and his mom was a forensic scientist making around $80,000 a year, so he was able to get anything he wanted. Bobbi was, however, a reckless driver and would speed, scaring Janice.