"GO TO SLEEP" the voice had said. I turned around to see a boy. Maybe a year older than me. He had a not-so-white hoodie covered in blood. He had black pants and his face...... His face was white and his eyes were outlined with black, as if his eyelids were burned. And... His mouth... It was slit as if he had carved a smile on his face. His hair was black and covered some of his face and was almost touching his shoulders. Maybe 3 or 4 inches shorter. I first thought of running but again, that weird feeling came over me, but this time..... I snapped.