a winter morning in early December, the temperature was -3°c and the wind & rain was beating against the window keeping me up, I tired to block out the noise and try sleep but the winds grew louder and the rain became even more heavy, I rubbed my eyes in distress.
I yawned countless times in 5 minutes, I had minimal sleep throughout the night.
*THE NEXT MORNING*
I was woken by a Snapchat from a friend, I didn't open it instantly, I went to get some breakfast and a glass of juice.
I sat up to the table watching the news when I scrolled through my social media and a snapchat went off again so I clicked on the notification, to see that my friend was in danger, I didn't think twice and got in my car
He had his snapchat maps turned on which was such a life saver!
I called him and he didn't answer and his snapchat map just disappeared which confused me, perhaps his data had run out.
I tried calling him normally but still no answer, I left 3 voicemails
And finally I got a text saying ' I'm fine, I'm not in danger anymore '
I still didn't believe him, I so carried on driving until I came to where his snapchat maps said where we was before it went off.
And there led the dead body of my bestfriend.
he didn't send that text, so who did...
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late afternoon
TerrorA story when the good or bad things happen in the late afternoon Some parts of the story may be triggering or offensive so please read at your own risk Thank you!
