Reapers
When I didn’t answer he came in to check on me and turned the lights on.
“Is everything okay?” he asked, walking over to me as I stared dumbly at the window.
“Yeah, I just thought I saw… something.” I blinked a couple of times thinking about whether I should tell Sam about this strange boy. He gets so defensive as it is. What if I was just imagining things? So, this new boy came to my school. Then he’s in the cemetery… maybe he’s visiting family too? Then he’s at my apartment… maybe he lives here too? Maybe I’m growing more and more paranoid as the days go by. Callie’s right, I need to stop watching scary movies every night.