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Contagion

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LECTURAS 120
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I felt cold. There was a blanket wrapped around me tightly like bounds on a slave, and yet, it did not help me from freezing over. My hands were shaking and my eyes felt heavy, and I had no idea why. Having no recollection of how I got here, or even who I was, I called out in a desperate attempt to find out.
"Hello?" I called, my voice strained."Is anyone there?"
I could feel a hot breath tickle my neck. I swallowed bile. I quickly realized that I wasn't alone.Todos los derechos reservados

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Perception

"Hello Sophie, wanna play?" That was it. The first ever message I got from him, or her. It all started on the 1st of October. When I asked who it was, they just said that they were going to make my life horrible and that on the day of Halloween it would all stop. I thought that it was just a joke at first but two weeks later it's still happening. My best friend Taylor is the only one who I've told. I get messages every morning, sometimes more. I'm gonna find out who's sending them, but what's going to happen on Halloween? I have a month to find out...