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Deadly Screams
I've always had a bad feeling in my gut when something is going to happen. Like when my dog died. Mr. Anchor and I were talking when suddenly, I got the chills. I heard a bang and turned to see my dog's body drop to the ground. He was wet and stained in his own blood. I stood there helpless and drenched in red, all because my cheerful dog was in the neighbor's yard.
Well, today was like no other. As soon as I stood an inch away from the school steps, I sensed a sinister feeling. It was different from the normal sense. A cold, wet, and invisible figure grazing my arm. All there was to do was push it away.
Not too long from then, the emergency bell sang its tune. Everybody rushed to find a hiding space. I hid in the bathroom, my eyes nailed shut like a door. But then, I felt it again. The cold, wet, and invisible figure. Curiosity got to me and I opened my eyes to see a disfigured lady. I ran to ring the help bell, but the only thing that rang was the echoes of my deadly screams.
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