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Litte skeptical at first when he starts going through his phone, but I look. Compare the picture to him. And yeah... it's him. Really different but it's him. "A genie?" I am really skeptical about that. I think I know who.... even what this genie r…
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I turn and lean against the lockers, arms crossed kind of low across my middle. He can probably see how I'm deciding if I can confide in him. My eyes mostly down towards the floor with the occasional flicker. You know... I just saw a monster out th…
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He's looking at me like I'm broken, now. Kind of hurts. And I feel like I don't want him to think that way. "No..." I look at his eyes now like it's important. My head shakes slightly, "I don't want to go anywhere... I just need to stay here." A ser…
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It makes me feel weirdly smart that he believes me. And it's not really a lie, right? How much more trouble could I be in than dead? But he mentions Brad and I raise my hands defensively. "No, oh no no... nothing like that," how much should I say. …
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I look back and forth from Berto to John and back. He had to go... it was so obvious, that guy thing. We stand near my locker but I don't even want to open it. Like, what if it's empty? I'm sure it is... I'm not here any more. I lean on the row of l…
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Will answer Berto in next post
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I'm crushed, really. The one guy who reached out to me and I let him down like this? But... "John I'm sorry...." I say, my voice shaky as I'm so aware of Berto hovering near. But I'm dead... I can't have a little secret romance with a nice boy like…
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I blurt out, "yeah!" Like... of course I want him to stay... and immediately wonder why I said that. I blush, a little caught in his headlights as I forget for a moment what I think I know, and he's just that warm, kind boy who shared a table with m…
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Berto is like this. He brings out this attitude between the boys. He's good at it, getting them off balance, making them angry. Making the girls want him... I know it and his question still gets me off guard. (of course I DO have a lot on my mind ri…
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Its his name, right? But it sounded different the way John, said it. It sort of makes me energized in a weird way... if it weren't for what I just saw minutes before I might even laugh. Berto.... he's dangerous right? But I can't take my eyes off hi…
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Locker. Do I even have a locker any more? "Uhh, yeah something... my locker. Sure... I look at poor John who must be so confused, at the specter of that monster which was just here... I don't know what to say, I wait to see what John is going to do…
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They can see that I'm upset and trying not to show it. I slowly stand up still wearing that awkward little smile. I'm obviously anxious and shaken... not obvious why. I look at my hands like they hurt and open and close them a couple times and I th…
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Wait up a second.... here's what I'm doing. I try to hold him as he goes, the boy. But he dissolves from my grasp and he's gone and I'm left there on my knees, ashes slip through my fingers which probably only i can see. My eyes are red and frighte…
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Lashing out at the thing: (Probably not wise) (Rolled: 2d6-1. Rolls: 4, 2. Total: 5)
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I pull and pull at the chains, the fact that they just pull through the ground is alarming, confusing. The creature just feet away is terrible, but I'm here. I'm doing this! I hold back frightened cries and tears as I struggle to free him. A long lo…
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I rush over, for a moment of my life fear isn't on my mind. I run to the chains, grab on with both hands, crying, "leave him alone! Let go of him!" And I tug and tug on the chains, trying to wrest them free from whatever anchors him to the pavement.…
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Well, I made my roll, so let's assume I'm not entirely scared senseless here... I slam the door shut after John enters, but the glass, the damned glass. I can see what's happening and I can't just ignore it, right? It's going to get him! "Close y…
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I peer through the glass out at the terrible outside, the street of horrors and danger which only I can perceive... Wait. I force myself to look at him, the poor chained up soul... I want to help him. I stare. He's in torment... and there's others …
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Holding steady to open the door: (Rolled: 2d6+1. Rolls: 4, 6. Total: 11) xp(3)
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I bolt inside, as the door closes, I lean back against it, feeling not safe... but sheltered. But... oh no. John! That thing... wait... My mind spins, can it hurt him? Can it even see him? They must have always been out there, even when I was wal…
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I slow, stop. Freeze... It slowly builds, that feeling that something's wrong, then the unsettling noises... (now I know what that scritch-scratching I hear sometimes at night through the windows has been) Then the smell, and the dead.. that chain I…
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"Oh, wow!" I kind of chirp as an answer before he finishes his sentence. I'm both nervous about being with a boy, and worried about going outside. I follow him, hands together at my chest and taking nervous steps. Smile at him whenever he turns to g…
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His excitement kind of surprises me and I feel it, too. A little flutter inside. I haven't felt... good about anything for quite a while. It's been days of learning, of loss, of loneliness. But this is... different. Almost normal. But... I don't kn…
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I nervously nibble my lip for a second, glance down at his hands as the go into his pockets. What I really wonder is why he cares... "Uh..." It would be gret to tell him. But... uh... not really possible. He can probably see that on my face. I'm …
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He startled me a little as well, and probably catches me with surprise on my face. His genuine smile puts me quickly at ease, though... Freddie smiled just like that. "I'm," I can't just say that I'm dead, right? "I'm kind of in trouble... and it w…
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I guess I just appear, like magic... or something. But it's not like I do it in front of people, so, what it looks like to them... and I guess it's possible that I could have trouble appearing... you know, if I'm stressed out or something. I don't h…
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For a few seconds I don't know what to do. I'm weirdly surprised that he heard me, that he recognizes me. And I kind of stand there (glad nobody can see me sometimes) and think of something "ghostish" to say. But he looks as awkward as I feel and th…
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Eventide was kissing Jason... I mean Seth, you know, that guy in the back row. I was following Eventide around a little cause I was worried she might tell about me. That she saw me, but they were whispering and I got really close to hear and you kno…
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Fuck, the pain in my leg puts a grimace on my face which thankfully Umbra isn't arond to see. She's good... she knows the way. They won't get her... he didn't get her... I tell myself that as I groan through the pain, "adrenalline. fuck yeah asshole…
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Well shit.