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Knockout

Knockout

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When Angel wakes up with something heavy stuck to the back of her head, she realises that it was really her little sister, Ruby, who had set this silly prank on her. Everybody that saw Angel, thought she was eccentric, seeing as she had her pillow stuck to the back of her head. Later on the day, Angel decided to get her own revenge back on Ruby, but to do that, she had to find the best trick in the book. So to do this, she meets up with her friend, Jack, and they discuss the craziest prank ever!
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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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