It was a message notification from an unknown number.
Unknown: hi
I thought for a moment and decided to reply. It could be an old friend or a classmate whose number wasn't saved in my contacts or maybe someone else who knew me.
Me: hey
Me: may I know who this is?
Unknown: ur th qirness
I panicked and turned my phone off. I was having attacks again. I fetched my pills from the drawer and took one out. I grabbed the glass of water from my study table and drank it all. I leaned on the table to collect my breath.
"This is impossible..." I said to myself. I thought Stace would still call it a hallucination when I got an idea.
"If I send her a screenshot of this chat, she'll have to believe me that it's real. It doesn't matter anymore that I'd have to tell her about my chat with Ethan. I just want someone to believe me." I murmured and turned my phone on again. It was taking long to turn on and I naturally turned my head to the side.
I let out a scream after seeing a hand-print on my window.
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The Third Word
Mystery / ThrillerA text that changed her life. __________________________________________________ Gwen Smith had a crush on Ethan, a very charming and kind guy from the classroom down the corridor, since 2 years. But she never uttered a single word in front of him o...
