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Not A Normal Day *This story contains deafness, kidnapping, and some sad context* -This story is kinda a sequel to my first story Geography Watcher- “Follow that car,” She said to the taxi driver. I followed her into the taxi. “Okay, where are they heading?” he asked. “Just keep driving I can pay for anything. Just make sure you don’t stop unless I tell you, or you will regret it,” She said, patting a case of money. “Okay, you're the boss! May I ask who the child is?” He asked He was talking about me. I was kidnapped but obvi...
All For A Clean Classroom *This story was written by my friend, he wishes to be left anonymous* You see, I like my life, It's always been simple and easy. I didn’t have to pay attention to the details of it. But ever since I moved to Kematian Middle School things have been different. I don’t exactly know how but they have. I get this uneasy feeling thing whenever I walk into the school. You know the feeling of being watched right? Anyway, this time I had to stay...
I have always been self-conscious of everything happening around me. It is because of my social anxiety, but my mom said that it's been getting out of hand. For about a year now anytime I go somewhere I feel as if I am being watched. "Ana," a voice whispered."Who are you? This is getting out of hand! Show yourself!" I cried.I hear the sound of a picture being taken. I look all around me but I see nothing. I pull out my phone to text my Mom.You-It happened again. I am hearing the voices.Mom- Okay, just go to bed you'll be fine.You-...
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