I was walking home from school. It was a Tuesday afternoon and it was pouring with rain. I forgot my coat at home so I just rolled with the punches.
As I was walking I got a call. It was from a unknown number. I looked down at my phone, answered the call and put the phone to my ear.
"Hello?" I asked into the phone. Yet nobody answered. All I heard was heavy breathing. I started to freak the fuck out and hung up.
I called my mum after that and said " some random number tried to call me but didn't say anything " I said.
" did they say anything? " she asked. She sounded kinda concerned but I didn't take much notice of it.
I replied with " all I heard was heavy breathing and then I hung up " mum said nothing after that other then " run" so I did. I ran so fucking fast. Well faster then I knew I could
I heard footsteps behind me and freaked out 'shit' I cursed in my head. I took a short cut through the back streets of my suburb and got home just in time.
I ran into the house locked the doors and shut the windows. I collapsed on the floor and cried. I was a mess.
I heard my mum walk up to me. I didn't acknowledge it. I just kept crying. ' fuck I'm never going to school again ' I said and with that I went into my room and collecting my thoughts and collapsed on my bed.
Soon after drifting into a deep sleep.
That was chapter one sorry if it was short I know it was. It feels a lot longer when your the one writing it. I know my username kills off the vibe but all well. Bye and until next time

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