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MyStory Extras: Shorts

MyStory Extras: Shorts

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When it passed, everyone screamed but me, most either jumping on to each other or falling out of their chairs. Hey guys, this is Grey! This is pretty much a little thing I'm doing where I'm writing down stuff that I haven't actually wrote in my books, so if you guys like it, don't forget to check out my other stuff! "What. Are you doing. In my ROOM?! God. Get out of my room you little freak." Oh yeah, these are mainly things I wrote in my Language Arts class, so I had some people help me write this. I'm really sorry if it offends anyone, but this is what I'm going off of the Docs that my peers help me write. These will also be updated repeatedly, so don't expect that you've finished one just because it ends there! His deep green eyes looked into mine, and he slowly leaned into me. ~Will include swearing, slight romance (*shudder*) and violence~ P.S. I might also include these writings in my books, so be sure to look out for them! See ya' later! "Are (Huh)? I missed." I sneered, staring them down, my crazed eyes sending shivers down their spines.
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Something didn't feel right. I looked around my room slowly; cautiously; taking everything in and trying not to feel too nervous. Perhaps Lure was in my room right now, watching me, silently laughing to himself. I didn't doubt it. I slipped off my bed and walked around, hugging my waist, and tilted my head. I felt my rough ponytail slide against the back of my neck and over my shoulder as I moved. "Lure?" I hissed, "Lure, are you there?" I wandered around a little, for some reason feeling scared. But why? It was only Lure. He wouldn't hurt me, would he? "Okay, Lure. Quit it. I know it's you. Who else would it-" I stopped, startled, when I heard a strange sound that made me cringe. It was like fingernails being dragged across a chalkboard. I whipped around and came face-to-face with my mirror. Immediately, I saw the difference. Various scratches were displayed across the glass, forming words. It looked as if claws had written the words in the mirror. "Deepest apologies, but it was fun." (All credit goes to my sister, who wrote this when she was in the twelfth grade)

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