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A story about bullying and wonder. |
I burst through the school doors and run outside in tears, I could hear them taunting me. “There she goes again, running away! What a freak. Go kill yourself, whore! You’re out of time anyways! Nobody likes you.” I ran as fast as I could as the school disappeared with each step I took. I wiped my tears away and looked at where I was, Morgan Street, I was far away from home. I looked at my cell phone, 1 new message from mom, Samantha, where are you? I sighed and ignored it. I walked along the street; I’ve never been to this part of town before. I was looking at the houses when something caught my eye, it was moving that’s for sure. I turned around and the scuffling stopped, so I ignored it and kept walking and then I heard it once more, I turned around again and it stopped again. I quickened my pace and then I heard someone fall, I turned and said, “Hello?” I could only hear the wind moving the trees together and the crickets chirping. “Hello?” I started to back away cautiously whatever wasn’t responding could either be an animal or a person trying to kill me. “Wait! Please.” Startled, I turned back, it was starting to get dark, and so I couldn’t see anything. “Are you hurt? Do you need help?” I said slowly. “No… I don’t think so. What’s your name?” “Umm, I’m sorry but I don’t know you, so I’d rather keep my personal business to myself.” I heard the person chuckle it was a guy. “But you do know me, Sam.” I turned to run but felt his breath near me. “Don’t move.” Silence. |