As I watched the clock I waited for my friends to appear at my door.
We had told our parents that we were working on a project. Which in a way we were, just not the one they thought we were.
As my friends knocked on the door and entered the sound started again as it does everyday at this time.
That quiet tick-tocking of the clock that slowly got louder until it is almost deafening that stopping completely and all together suddenly.
Then the screaming and moaning began.
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Random One-Shot Stories
AlteleMy English teacher had us write do nows in the beginning of class during the year. Here are some that I wrote that I particularly liked. Warning I have been told that I have a dark mind so if that is not your thing then don't read this.
