5 years later...
Ms. Johnson handed out our maths homework. I heard the sighs spread across the room. We had to do ninety problems; ninety! When everyone started to talk about their scores for their math, Ms. Johnson walked along our wooden desks and stopped at my table. " Indigo Celia Sparks, I expect you to work out the ones you got wrong ok?" she said, with a slight edge in her tone of disappointment. I sigh and started to work on my math. I really wasn't good at math. Neither do I like it. Who would anyway, being interested in stuffy confusing numbers, jumbled up with weird signs. As I skimmed the paper, something caught my eye. There was a tiny red stain on the piece of paper. I thought it was just some of Ms. Johnson's pasta sauce that flew out while she was eating lunch. Not only that, I thought I saw a flicker of movement.I looked up from my test and saw a thin, red ribbon. The peculiar thing is that it looked like it was floating, above my desk! When I snatched the ribbon, I felt a cool breeze once it was in my hand. The bell rang. I quickly lugged all my stuff to my locker. As I swung open the door, a crinkled piece of paper fell out. As I unfolded it, I felt another cool wind. There wasn't any windows open and the air conditioner wasn't turned on."That's odd..." I thought. On the note was cursive handwriting, but what was wrote on it haunted me.
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Stained lake
Short StoryThe story of a young girl, a china doll, a lake, an ivy house. Indigo runs away from the old building, hoping to never blunder across it ever again but fate had already planned it out. Many years later, she is reminded of her terrifying past from so...
