I'm Coming For You [A Duolingo Creepypasta] ☑️

II. Slacking Off

ONE YEAR LATER.

I was laying down on my bed. Bored. When my phone buzzed next to me and I quickly grabbed it, thinking it was a message from my friend, only to let out a frustrated groan when I realized it was that damned Duo owl.

"It's time for your next Spanish lesson!"

I dumped the notification and dropped my phone to the floor, not caring about the cracking sound that I heard.

Suddenly, my phone buzzed in a stronger way, so strong that I swear I felt the floor trembling a bit. Picking it up with a frown, there was yet another Duolingo notification.

"These notifications not seem to be working. We will stop sending them for now."

Huh, good for it. I'm fed up of it bugging me every single day.

I know I wanted to learn Spanish, but I've been so lazy lately. I'll do it later.

I went to my living room to eat ice cream while watching some random movie with people talking in Spanish. Sigh. I wish I could speak Spanish so I didn't have to read the subtitles.

While I watched the movie, I swear I felt something watching me. Weird.