The yellow lunch box

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My name is Rebecca and most of my friends call me Becca. Every day my mom packs me the same lunch. A ham and turkey sandwich with Cheetos and strawberry's. Inside of a yellow lunch box, all my friend signed it so there is writing all over it. Well on 9/24/14 I didn't bring the lunch box to the lunch room I brought it to a meeting we had in a theme room. I set down the lunch box and this day I wasn't really hungry, so we talked about what we had to do for a play at our school. The meeting was over, I didn't eat so my lunch was untouched but I left my scribbled on yellow lunch box in the meeting room. Somebody had turned all the lights out in the meeting room and all you could see is the red exit lights and shapes. I hit a bunch of chairs and tables and stubbed my pinky toe. " Ouch I've got to find a light switch or something." I'm hearing strange sounds and footsteps faster and heavier than mine. Almost like a janitor or something. Silence. All the sounds stopped I was afraid to turn around and to see the person that belongs to the feet.

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⏰ Last updated: Sep 14, 2016 ⏰

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