Hey my name is Aalisha Ali well its not my real name!! i wont be using real names in this story so you cant identify me in any way. this is going to be a sad and a heartbreaking story..... and yes it is the story of my life. my life is full of terr...
Hello so guys this is a chapter that is going to carry on about what happened at the party and the consequences that I went through just to attend this party. Hope you are excited and interested.
I reached the party with excitement.. I met my friends and they were so happy to see that I attended. There were so many people from our sixth form there. But obviously girls only. We danced and had an amazing time and today I had realised that I had never been happier than I was today. Little did I know the consequence of this party would be so dangerous and would put my life at danger.. We ate food and enjoyed.. I checked the time and had realised that the best day of my life had nearly come to an end. It was nearly 11pm and I knew that the last train would come at 11.00 so I waved my friends good bye and walked out all alone. I am not going to lie but I was a tiny bit freaked out because I had never been out in the day let alone at night...
I walked to the train station and got the last train..I sat down in my seat and gazed out the window at the city lights flashing by!! After a while I saw that the only other person in the carriage was a man in a black coat. He was sitting a few rows in front of me and his head was hanging down. He appeared to be sleeping. I was quite sleepy to as I barely slept this late. Believe it or not I was always in bed at around 10 every day. Other than the days I used to cry all night because my brain was too full. my eyelids started to feel very heavy. It wasn't long until I began to doze off too.
A few minutes later, I was jolted awake by the rattling of the train. When I opened my eyes, something seemed different. I wasn't sure, but it seemed as if the man in the black coat was one seat closer to me. I thought I was just imagining things and told myself not to be so paranoid. Not long afterwards, I began to doze off again.
After a few seconds, I got a strange and unpleasant feeling in the pit of my stomach. I opened my eyes and, this time, the man seemed to have moved even closer to me. Still, I couldn't be sure. It was extremely unsettling.
I decided to try and see if my suspicions were correct. My plan was to pretend to fall asleep again, but keep one eye half-open, just to see what the man would do.
He just sat there, not moving a muscle. I could feel his eyes staring at me, but he didn't budge an inch. Just as I was about to breathe a sigh of relief, I heard him muttering something under his breath. Listening closely, I could make out what he was saying over and over:
"Don't be fooled. She's just pretending...
Don't be fooled. She's just pretending..."
It made my blood run cold. My heart started pounding in my chest. Despite being scared out of my wits, I kept my head down, pretending to doze off and desperately hoping that the train would reach the next station soon.
When it finally stopped and the doors opened, I waited for the right moment. Just as the doors were about to close, I scrambled out of my seat and jumped out onto the platform.
I heard the doors shut behind me and turned around. As the train pulled out of the station, I saw the man in the black coat standing up, his face pressed against the window. There was a look of fury on his face and, in his hand, a glistening knife.
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After that I ran all the way home without being scared at all of the consequences of running away to the party. I was so scared that my eyes were leaking with tears. I suddenly stopped as a thought popped up in my head. I couldn't let my parents find out about this as this will just increase the reason for them to not let me go outside and make their point of view on my freedom even stronger... Their over protectiveness was just too much.. (If u reading this story are a parent pls don't be like this. Just understand that everyone should have freedom.)I wiped my tears as I reached home. As soon as I steeped in my mum slapped me. Tears rolled down my cheeks as I ran up the stairs. I locked myself in my bed room. I had a major break down there was just too much to are in. Everyone hates me... I cried for hours. After about two hours my dad and mum knocked my door and told me to open it. I forced myself to open the door. My parents walked in and there it started again their long speech trying to explain their point of view which I never ever understood and still don't. I had decided that from now on I was not going to take my parents seriously as I would go mad like this. One ear in and one ear out.
