The Window

The Window

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Grace Waters just moved into her new house in Utah with her mom. Everything was fine until she found a note saying that she was not wanted in the house. As she goes through her everyday life more notes are being found. TAP, TAP, TAP, I get up to see what the noise is and realized it was coming from the window. I pull back the curtain and fell back to the sight of a girls face and her long fingernails tapping on the window. "What do you want from me, i'm tired of the letters and the threats, what do you want" I say with tears streaming down my face. She giggled with a small smile playing on her face.
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This could be it. I quickly start to look around the place before the torture starts. Every piece of information I can get stands out to me as my mind connects the pieces. Brianna also seems jumpy as she watches Raphael get up to look at the farthest door where the other passengers came from. Raphael takes a surprised step back as he looks through the small window again. He slowly turns around and his face is pale as he says, "The other part of the subway is gone." "What?!" A tall man says with wide eyes. "No! That's impossible! We just came from there!" The rest of them nervously look around as Ben gets up to look through the window of the conductor's room. Michelle gets up to see what Raphael keeps seeing and Brianna lets out a nervous pant. "There's no conductor." I stand at this and my blood falls to my feet. Frantic looks go around the place and nervous voices fill our ears along with the scrapping sound of the subway. I turn around to look at the other passengers and my eyes catch the red lights from the moving letters on one part of the roof. I gulp and sweat starts down my neck as I read its bright letters. Welcome back, players.

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