Dear Diary,
I didn't go to school today. I don't know why, but I just couldn't. I had so much energy, even outside; but as soon as I set foot on school property I felt sick to my stomach. I step off, I'm fine. Honestly I think my school is haunted and the demons just don't want me there. So I just went home and sat on my bed doing my homework. The "gift" is taunting me. I could almost hear it trying to get me to open it.
"Come here...Come here Hazel. You know you want to..."
I heard. Over and over in my head. I walked towards the...gift, putting my hand out as if to open it. As soon as I touched the ribbon, my friend Aubrey called me. It snapped early out of a... trance? I guess that's what you could call it.
"Haaaaayyyyyyy girlll! You weren't at school today! Anyway. Meet me at the mall at about 5. Kay? Kay." Is what she said. Almost word for word.
So later I'm gonna meet her at the mall. Hopefully I can last till then without opening the package.
Sincerely, Hazel
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RandomHazel Abrams was a smart girl in her Sophomore year of high school. She had a few good friends, and always had something to do; which is why what she did was so strange. Did she actually do it? Was she framed? Or was she part of something bigger.
