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Arabella Sanchez was dead. She had been for 10 years now, but that was until she woke up and found herself digging out of her own grave two nights before halloween eve.
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CHAPTER ONE !! ->"its all a fucked up joke. right?"
THE BULLET WENT FLYING INTO HIS SKULL.
Blood splattered on the girl's face, followed by a horrifying shriek that sent shivers down everyone's spines. Everything was climaxing as the murderer followed the wounded girl, ready for the final blow.
Suddenly everything was silent, raggedy breaths being the only thing filling the soundless room.
"Okay class !" Everyone snapped out of the trance they were in, all of them focused on the movie, well all except Nathan.
That was how he was like for the past years. Mostly stuck in his head, lost in the depths of his mind. He was bored of the classical horror movies, because he thought they were nothing but anticipated jumpscares.
Horror movies were nothing compared to the horrors he dealt with in his life. Being the mayor's son, everyone expected a lot from him almost everytime comparing him to his older brother. Whom he tried to hate, but couldnt.
Sometimes real life is scarier than mere kill scenes from movies.
"Nathan?"
"Yo Nate!" The voice brought Nate back to reality. "Yes Jamie?"
"The bell rang bro, its lunch time" Jameson said lightly slapping his shoulder and Nate sighed. "Im not hungry."
"I didnt ask if you were hungry, i said it was lunch time, so you are coming with me " He said raising his eyebrow and looking him up and down until Nate sighed in defeat.
The two boys made their way out of the classroom and out to the busy hall, where students roamed around with their bags and books in their hands.
"I cant wait for this day to be over" Nate says rolling his eyes. " I hate Mondays"
Jamie nods " It doesnt even help that we have to help with the party thats being organised at our school" He says putting his books in his locker and then turning to Nate.
"I dont even get why Halloween is such a big deal. And yes i know we live in New York, but like still. " Jamie said whinning.
"Who exactly is organizing this party?" Nate asks as Jamie shrugs.
"It's some man with a fancy name. Let me remember it" Jamie looked at the ground trying to remember the name. " Armando . . . Armando Sanchez."
Nate felt like his lungs were being crushed under pressure.
There was no way in hell.
Nate backed against the wall, seconds away from falling to the ground. He hadnt heard that surname in a long long time.
