My LIFE IS OVER!!! I'm
15?
I was at my crushes house and he was in the
bathroom. I really had to go (he only had one washroom) and I
didn't want to disturb him. I started to panic. I decided
to take a quick poop on his carpet, and I knew for a fact i
would clean the second that I was done. So I ended up
pooping, then went and grabbed a cloth to clean with. Then he
walks in and says "what the **** did you do?" I
turned bright red. SUPER embarassed! I made up a bull story
on how his dog took a poop on his carpet, but he told me that
he didnt have a dog. I ran out of his house, and he deleted
me off Facebook, and texted me his carpet cleaning bill...Now
I have to see him at school tomorrow, but I'm not gonna
go. FML, I'm 15!
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Dafuq did I just
read.
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prologue
"Cheers to junior year,"
I chanted, along with 100 others that I've known
since kindergarten.
We held up our red solo cups, brought them back down, and chugged
the beer.
I wasn't a big fan, but since everyone else drank it, so did
I.
I was at Nicole McMillan's house party for the second time
this summer.
We really weren't friends, but everyone invited me to
parties.
"Whitley," an unfamiliar voice said from
behind me. I slowly turned around.
It was a man in an all black outfit, including a black ski
mask.
"What are you? Trying to rob a bank?" I joked as I
turned back around, a little freaked.
He grabbed my arm and pulled me into the hallway, about five
steps away.
"Look. I don't know who you are, but seriously leave me
alone."
I looked into the stranger's eyes. They were black. I
couldn't even find the pupil.
"You'll come with me." He said in an angry whisper
as he put his black glove over my mouth and dragged me up
Nicole's stairs.
I tried to let out a scream, but if was too muffled for anyone
dancing down stairs to hear through the blaring music. I prayed
that someone had seen me and him and would soon follow upstairs
and save me.
He took me upstairs and removed the mask. I gasped. It was
someone I knew so well.
I never even stepped foot in the school as a junior. How coud I
when I'm dead?
I'll tell you the story of my summer and you can see if you
can figure it out.
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