She stopped weeping out of fear after hearing the phone beep. Emma mustered up the courage to pick up the phone and read the text message. She took a deep breath and read it out loud.
”We know where you live, there’s no escape.”
Those texts started to get even more horrendous. Emma struggled to breathe, the fear took over her body. Then she began to fondle her butt, because she read about it on twitter and that it relieves fear and stress.
”My ass, this isn’t working”
And then she realised it was a pun, and proceeded to laugh hysterically. It was hard to stop laughing, but it successfully cured her fear. That wasn’t the end though, a rock hit the window and smashed it into pieces. The rock then flew through the room and hit the wall on the other side. Emma felt the adrenaline rush through her veins, now she was legitimately scared to death. She then slowly took a peek outside the window, but no one, or rather nothing, was there. Mildly confused and a bit frightened she turned around and picked up the rock, desperately searching for a sign or message. There was nothing written on it nor was it anything tied to it. Emma questioned the rock’s purpose, but couldn’t come up with anything. Suddenly a metallic object was firmly pushed against the back of her head. Then she heard a dark voice, it said:
”Your puny, adolescent and naïve mind will never outsmart me; the great RÓBERTO!
”OK, SERIOUSLY!? WHAT IS THIS BULL--”
Her sentence was interrupted with a bullet, blood was shed.
The next day Rachel commit suicide in her oven. The rest of the class stayed at home regretting their decisions and crying.
THE END
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