Carrie and I were very hesitant to enter the school, memories of the past few days haunting us as the sensations lingered. "We should...be cautious when we're in there.." My heart pounds when I nod. We open the door, and there he is. Baldi. FUCKING. BALDI. Carrie hugs me, shaking. We walk inside the classroom. The first part of the day was normal, but then my other friends noticed our caution during lunch. They walk up to us and ask us why we're so scared. I couldn't keep it secret anymore. I sigh. "The past few days, we got in trouble and...." I try to find my words. "You know how we have gargalaphobia?" They nod, only Carrie and I shivering. "Well, when we got in trouble, he chased us and when we got detention, we were alone and..." I couldn't bring myself to even say that word. Carrie finished my sentence. "He..Tickled us.." We were both completely red after that last sentence. Grant and Serrah laughed. "Oh really?" They wiggled their fingers at us, causing us to jump and hug each other. Then we heard that snapping sound. I started screaming, but Carrie simply turned around. So he did have the ruler, still... She looked at the ruler longingly. Baldi put it on the desk as we ran away. Grant was the only one not scared. Baldi was nowhere to be seen, but the principal found us and brought us to his office. "Eeeeeeeehhhh..." I was rocking back and forth. Carrie was hyperventilating. "We need to escape before Baldi--" She was interrupted by the door opening. We screamed in terror, frantically searching for an escape route. I was first. Baldi grabs my legs while I try to get out through the window. Oh great... I'm stuck, and there's a teacher trying to tickle me!! His fingers spider along my arches, making me squeal. I see Carrie running through the hall I can see into, and she tries to get me out of the window. Alas, no avail. His fingers only get faster, as I'm squirming and laughing. She runs toward the exit, but is stopped by the sock. One second, she's at the exit, the next, she's in the office. After what seemed like hours, Baldi finally stops and pulls me back in with ease. Carrie escaped again, not giving up yet. Baldi perks up, noticing the sound of a door opening. "Carrie~" He was talking in a teasing, sing-song tone. He finally exits the room, and I only leave when I can't see him anymore. My eyes darted everywhere, trying not to be caught by Baldi. Before I can leave the school, a girl without eyes looks up at me. "Playtime..." She smiles. "Let's play!" I look around. "N-now isn't the best time.. I'm sorry.." I hear footsteps. I run past Playtime and open the door. I accidentally trip, but nothing hurts. Is it the adrenaline rush? I get up and start running again. Baldi caught up to me and grabbed my wrist. He held me to the ground, and I expected the worst. Well, the worst is what I got. Tears began to well up as he blew a raspberry on my stomach. "EEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!" I couldn't hold back my laughter. Every time Baldi ran out of breath, he inhaled again and blew another raspberry. I could barely move, and I was incredibly weak from the tickling. He finally stopped, and waved goodbye. My face was terribly red. I stand up and walk all the way home. The events of that day and the ones before gave me nightmares.
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Concealed: Book 1: Scratching the Surface
Hayran KurguBaldi's back again, but this time, he isn't the murderous psychopath he once was. He found a new way to punish his students! If you have gargalaphobia, you don't want to get any of his questions wrong!
