I was woken early in the morning by a high pitched scream. I looked around at my stary bedroom. It was as beautiful as always and there was mist in her usual place on my black bedcovers. I couldn’t get to sleep after that. The scream was like dasharvew I swear I had heared it before but I dont know were.
I ran to the school bus as quick as lightning, I had been up since 1am but I still was late for school.It was bugging me all the time I was at school even talking to my best mate Molly did’nt help I was so scared.
Me and Molly took the short cut home that day (I wish I had’nt). I walked across the road saying goodbye to Molly then I remembered my gloves I lent molly that day. As I steped into the rode I saw lights and the scream I heared that morning it was Molly she was the one screaming I knew then I was dead.
To be continued…………..
