Lullaby
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Prologue Officer O-Donley swiftly trailed the K-9 through the empty hallways of Shayton Secondary, until the dog came to a sudden halt in front of locker 2076, the fierce Doberman Pinscher began growling ferociously at the locker. Principal Dearly handed Officer O-Donley the bolt cutters in order to get into the locker, inside there was a huge, bulging duffle bag just waiting to be found. As the police officer inspected the contents of the mysterious duffle bag, he thought to himself; "They're trained to find drugs... Not bodies!" Inside the duffle bag was an entire human body that had been dismembered and arranged to fit neatly into the bag. O-Donley stood there in shock, Dearly was as pale as a ghost, he was clearly going to be sick. That was when principal Dearly stated; "This locker hasn't been assigned to any students this year!" "Lockdown the school," O-Donley demanded in a very firm voice. Nodding his head in approval, Dearly turned around and bolted for the school office, his whole body shaking, he was in complete fear for the lives of his students.
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Who Knew?

Ryan's cheerful whistling echoes throughout the hallway as we emerge in the cafeteria and a small hush settles over everyone. Ryan grabs a tray and then leads us to a table in the corner of the room. Sunlight is streaming through the big glass doors and as I stare my mind begins to go blank, my breathing becoming nonexistent while Ryan and the new guard sit across from me talking quietly. I'm thrown back into my memories and before I can stop it fear is constricting my throat, screams bouncing off the walls around me. Running feet pounding against the floors. Shouts everywhere I turn. My heart beats faster and faster as it crawls up my throat, and I don't try to stop it. The scream breaks free of me as I begin to claw at my arms and face until every trace of the memory is gone.

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