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Twenty three

I went to bed with the threat hanging all over my head,  aside from the locker incident earlier today there haven't been any other messages .

Lyn had kept insisting I tell her the truth... 

I didn't. 

I couldn't,  she left after that but I assume she was mad at me. 

Every time I close my eyes, images of the lifeless doll ...the red paints kept replaying in my head... 

I couldn't sleep....not like this... 

I froze when my cellphone binged, I shuddered with terror when I saw it was from the same unknown number .

My fingers trembled as I read through the message,  I should probably ignore them,  but I couldn't for some unknown reason  .

"your blood would feel nice under my knife bitch, I'm watching you;"

Oh god! 

At the same time I heard a noise, it was coming from the  window 

I clasped my hand over my mouth to stiffle back a whimp
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Tonie Sledge
So it is Brittany. I hope he don’t kill her. But then again…lol
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Mara Sky
Total Psycho!
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Charmz1394
maybe brittany or his brother
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