Grace took a deep, shaky breath and started reading.
"First is the worst — so give it a try!
And hope she won't end up with tears in her eyes.
There are three ways to spell this word; I've done one,
If you press me I'll make sure to add tonnes of fun.
This time you'll be lucky — but the question is will you?
Fail once, fail twice, superstition's out to get you!
Five fingers on a hand, how many nails are left?
Press the button, press the button and hope that of pain, she'll be bereft.
This is easy as cake — I fear I'm being a little too nice.
Lorelei, tell your useless mother to stop crying and cut us all a slice.
Oh, wait! That's impossible; you have no phone on you.
It's a shame, you could call the police — they could join the party too!
Seven's a nice number: but wait! Don't press it yet!
It's double the trouble and half the figure, so you may want to double check.
Five times they've been caught; three times they were fucking —
Revell, at least try to prevent her from getting on her knees and sucking.
Seventeen's a ripe young age — hopefully one you'll all reach.
Oh what am I saying, soon you'll all be decaying, and I'll have practised my preach.
I can't believe you fell for that! Oh, I was only joking.
Do you like those screams? Oh, they liven up my dreams, and they'll rip at her throat till she's croaking.
Now, only two more; I'll leave those up to you,
Will you pick and choose? You snooze, she'll lose! And her fingers will be red, black and blue.
Now, hurry, hurry! Your time is running out.
Thirty minutes, make sure you finish, or your dear friend will go south."
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The Devil In Disguise
Teen FictionEvery night, when I closed my eyes, his image would be branded to the backs of my eyelids. That same smile, so gorgeous yet so deadly. Those deep blue eyes, like the treacherous oceans you find, the ones which sometimes have those desolate lighthous...