chapter one: shadow

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My name is Jake and this is my story about THE GRUDGE. It all started that one day while I was on my way to my auntie Vanessa's house since I had forgotten my backpack at her house. Unfortunately I was gonna be late either way but boy o boy why did I have to be late THAT day.
Anyhow as I ran panting and sweating as I ran as fast as could. I saw my aunts house just down the street so I sprinted not looking where I was going and ran into this strange looking kid who's eyes were a dark purple, it made him look like he hadnt had a days rest in years.
All of his books and papers went flying everywhere in the street . I felt him drilling his eyes into the back of my head with a burning anger.
I saw him turn away and continued walking. I  continued on my way into my aunt's house saw and grabbed my backpack. I ran as fast as I could to my high school. As soon as I walk in I'm greeted by Kevin the hall monitor. "So your late again?"
Oh yeah sorry I had to grab my backpack from my aunt I even have a hall pass. He snatched the slip from me and looked at it very carefully before giving me back the slip and dismissing me to class. Although I heard him say dont be late again or else. I walked to my math class and went in the light were out and the projector was on playing a childish math video. I sit down and sigh there isnt any reason I should be worried it is just a normal day. Oh boy was I wrong. The next day on the news they showed the boy i had bumped into and when they said his last name I was in a state of shock. "Today a young man died by the name of Jake holmes". He appeared to have died to stabbing in his own home. Jake stared  at the screen. He Whispered to himself "how.. am .. I dead?
He looked in horror as everything started to change the TV set broke, the walls and paint peeled off the sides of the house
Finally he looked at himself in the now old broken mirror and saw nothing where his reflection should be. He tried to run out but he couldnt something was stopping him from doing so.
Suddenly he heard a voice in his head
"You.. are... MINE. He suddenly had the worst headache of his life. He no longer felt like himself anymore... all he heard was an evil laugh and darkness surrounded him

No more pain no more suffering I may be dead but you are no longer chuckling...

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