I stirred in bed over and over again, there was a strange sound that kept me from falling asleep. I opened my eyes sleepily as I tried to figure out what was bothering me. On the bedside table my cell phone was on, apparently someone was calling me. I sat up on the bed with some difficulty and took my phone.I had three missed calls from Loren. A fourth incoming call rang, so I rushed to answer it."Loren, what is it?""Nisha." Breathing. "Where are you?" -breathing.
The lights of the floodlights pointed in all directions, looking for all of us who were in the cemetery. I'm sure the subject behind me is Max, his voice sounded very clear, you could distinguish that tone, but the same nerve that I had would not let me move another inch, I felt like my lips were heavy."You'll be safe here, Nisha," I heard in my ear. It was a paralyzing sensation that kept me from moving. The fear, the fact that a ghost was here was ... terrifying.-Stop there! Hands on your head, get on your knees and don't move." The cops were arresting Davis and two other college boys.
-It's time to get up!"A strange bulge lunged towards my bed, crushing me. I opened my eyes sleepy and grumpy because I was dying of sleep and hated when someone interrupted me."Loren!" I pouted, covering my face with the sheet. "Let me sleep.""Your mom let me pass. It's Sunday and I won't let you stay alone in this house all day. So get up.""I'll stay with Mom. And to be honest I don't want to end up in jail again." I stirred."Nish, I already apologiz
The room of a terrified girl was the only witness who witnessed such an apparition, the mysterious man lurked, narrowing the space more and more, that space where the truth of the lie would be defined-A stranger.I was rubbing my eyes, trying to see more clearly, my breathing was failing me, but I couldn't accept that this man who was approaching me was Max."Nisha, you have no escape, this time you will not be able to escape from me," he replied with those bright eyes."Please don't do anything to me, I beg you, take all the money that's in my closet," I murmured, squatting with my head down.-Look at me!
I was a bit confused, too disoriented to think with a cool head. Max had been murdered, there was no longer any doubt; the cops believed it, I believed it and what about the others? What about his parents? I took a deep breath over and over again so I could calm myself a bit. The boy who was sitting on the edge of my bed was looking at me expectantly.-How can you do that?" I asked later.-What thing?""I thought you were trespassing," I answered doubtfully.—I know, I was also surpr
I finished the time to take the exam, apparently it would go wrong, I had not answered the exercises well. Maybe because it was her only once I would have accepted Max's help, I wasn't going to like seeing a fail in that class. The professor got up to take our exams. He stopped in Emma's place, stared at the exam for a few seconds and nodding said: "Well done, Emma!" Of course, when it goes through mine it will be the opposite. Jinni asked Loren if she had turned out well, but this made her a sign in the form of cutting off her head. I think I'm not the only one who went wrong, that was my consolation in a way. We deliver all of our exams. "How did you get out, Nish?" Loren asks coming closer. "I went wrong, I think the only good thing I have from that exam is the name," I replied.
"What am I supposed to say?" I paced back and forth a little nervous. Things like that took me out of what little emotional stability I had left.-I already told you; tell him that last week, days before my death, you lent me a Spanish book. She will let you in my room and there you will look for the letter."What if she's not in your room?" I wanted to know, looking at him."My mother may have it in a drawer near her bed.""Max, it's very risky.""Forgive me for putting these things through you; If only I could do it.
"Do you really think I had something to do with death? Really, Max Stuart? After everything I've been doing for you, do you think you doubt me?" "They are identical, Nish, look at them for yourself, convince yourself." I took the notebook that Max had and I took the letter with anger, I was very angry because of the distrust that he had in me. While I was comparing the letters, Max was idly quite anxious. I don't understand, Max, it's actually my handwriting, but I would never do such a thing, I shouldn't even have the courage to kill a cockroach to get to a person.