Why is it that every time I walk the halls I get a cold chill down my spine when I pass him? I'm not sure I get it myself. I'm Lacy Cross, I'm a sophomore at Daylight Manner High School and I'm fifteen. Okay so this guy that I'm referring to, I don't know his name. I've gone to school with him for two years now and yet never have I heard his name. He seems intimidating though. But I call him 'Death', since that seems to be what he likes most, or so I think. He's obviously different, stands out in a crowd but oddly blends, sits alone at lunch, and for our electives.. No one sees him there. I wonder about that guy, he seems lonely as if all he needs is a bit of attention then maybe he'll reveal a glimpse of himself to you. That is if you're worthy.
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Truth, Lie, and Death
RandomLacy Cross wasn't always this fragile and frightful. She had friends, she had a loving family, even some pets. She's 15 and a sophomore at Daylight Manner High School. But things changed when she met him. She never knew his name, it was as if he nev...
