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Hardworker 128: You sick freak, STAY AWAY FROM ME!!!

Girl: Ha, You can try but you wll never get away from me. I am in your dreams, I am in the cemetery, I am on the streets, I can be seen, Sometimes I can’t, You will always fell when I am around, I am everywhere even in your office… Boo!

Just as the girl did that her faceless cold pale face popped up on the computer in a bunch of pop-up screens. Erica jumped back from her desk and banged on the computer but nothing changed eventually she took a pencil to the screen. As the pencil went throught the screen The computer went out. Little mirrors rained upon the floor. Oddly enough as they fell the girl picture the girl on each one of the little mirrors. One sliced into her leg, then another this time in a curved shape. Then another, but this time it cae up from the floor and sliced her leg. The glass screen broken all over the floor was being possessed by the little girl and cutting her. She looked down at her leg after the last glass sliced her and all went still and quiet. She looked at her leg and read the letters RIP. She jumped up in terror but then colllapsed to the floor in pain. One of her co-workers walked in with the papers Erica needed to get through today. She opended the door and dropped all o her papers and yelled, “9-1-1, 9-1-1, call 9-1-1 now!!!” Someone got on the phone and Erica had blacked out.

She woke up again in 3 days. She was in a coma and realized she was at the hospital. All she could remember was a computer and then everything went blank. She got out of the bed and stepped onto the floor with her left leg. She immediately fell on the floor, but somehow quickly recovered herself and got back up. She checked her leg to see where the hard pain had come from. She saw the letters RIP in a scar in her leg. She suddenly went through a flashback. Disturbing images of her geting her leg cut and the girl suddenly went through like a slideshow on high speed. Every other picture was the girl. Uh it was so creepy. She had no face, except for those dark empty eyes it was scary. After the flashback ended she gasped for breath.

After the freak attack on her leg she felt like she had been imprinted. It had been 15 days since the attack. Over these past days since the attack she has been seeing disturbing images. She turned on the news and watche a disturbing death story. She listened as the reporter talked about this man who was found dug up. His face had been slit down the nose. She was eating her cereal and she suddenly dropped it on the floor. She had a disturbing image the day before about a man who was in a hole and had his face slit down the middle. She was so scared. She went into shock she was askin herself questions. Then suddenly she remembered the scar. She looked down at it and thought about the logic. Since she had got the scar she had been seeing disturbing images and they seem to be coming true. She thought the girl had given her the ability to see people die in her thoughts. Then in an instance she had another flashback. She saw a woman get pushed out of a building by an unknown force. When the flashback ended she realizes who it is. It was the co-worker who helped her the other day. She had to help her before it was too late.

Erica had just finished at her job and had to walk home. She didn’t really feel comfortble walking at night alone so she decided to take a walk through the cemetery to take a shortcut home. She was walking slowly through the night the wind hollowed and the leaves rustled around upon the ground. Up ahead she saw this girl. She ran up to her and said ” Wow i am glad I found you I felt so alone walking thorugh this cemetery I was so scared.” The girl doesn’t respond and just keeps walking. She walks with the girl and tries to spurt conversation again. The girl doesn’t respond all she heres is a low craok come out of the girl She is disgusted and thinks something might be wrong with the girl. She turns the girl around in front of her and looks into the girls face and sees nothing. Nothing at all. Suddenly two slits for eyes slip open in the most expressionless face. The eyes are dark with nothing inside them. Erica screams and runs as fast as she can through the cemetery too her house. She gets home and goes to lie in her bed in shock. She thinks images flash before her. A face with nothing and suddnly eyes opening in it. Over and over and over again the images flash.

The next morning Erica wake up in a cold sweat. She couldn’t remember exactly what happened to her all she new was that she had a bad night. She decided to take a shower to wash it off. She is in the shower and suddenly she sees figures outside of the curtain. She starts to scream and then holds herself back. She sits down in the tub and waits. Slowly and doesn’t move crying queitly qith her mouth covered. Suddenly the curtains pull back and in front of her is her Golden, Einstein, comes up and licks her face. She is relieved and gets out of the shower when she is finished. She goes to work that day just like normal. She sits in her office and she sips her coffee and works slowly at her computer. She is typing and suddenly an IM message pops up on the computer and it says, ” I am after you.” She yells in harm. Someone comes into her office and asks if everything is okay. Erica says in panic slowly, ” There-the-There is a gi-gi-girl in my compu-te-ter and she says sh-sh-she-she is af-afte-after me.” The co-worker pops around to her side of her desk and checks the compter.

The co-worker says, “There is nothing there.” She looks back at the computer and sees nothing but her work in front of her.

She apologizes, “Sorry I din’t mean to disturb you.” The co-worker smiles in acceptance. She leaves the room annd closes the door. The girl gets back to work thinking she is obviously dillusional. Once again a message pops up and says, ” You didn’t actually think I was gonna let anyone else no I am here.” The girl gathers her courage and bravery and writes back.

Hardworker128: Why are u following me?

Girl: Because it is what I do??

Hardworker128: Who r u??

Girl: You know who I am you dumb—.
Hardworker128: Who are you??

Girl: You are one slow person, You know who the —- I am!!!

Hardworker128: Are u the girl from the cemetery??

Girl: I don’t know what do you think dip—-?

Hardworke128: Okay so why do you want me?

Girl: I want you just like I want everyone for, skin, blood, personality, …life.

This is the end of the first chapter of the Short Story FACELESS.

The tragedy devastated many. I felt deep pain listening to the radio that mornign as the described the devastation going on in New York. I was on my way to school and all the sudden the song I was listening to went out and the news came on. I can here this lady screaming in the ackground people crying out for help and then the broadcaster came in. This isn’t word for word but it went something like this. ” I am here at the Twin Towers where a commercial plane has just crashed into the building. We are live on the scene as firefighters and poice officers attemppted to rummage through the rubble and search for people trapped inside the building. (true part), aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!! OH MY GOD!!! Another plane just crashed into the other tower. Oh My-. Then she just stopped talking it went out. I was fearing for my life that morning as I got to school. As I walked into the classroom all I could mae out were little whispers about what happened people gossiping about the tragedy. Although the devastation was all the way in New York I still felt unsafe. Even though it didn’t directly affect most of us I could see kids crying in fear and in confusion. Then the older kids crying because they felt sorry for the people who were being killed. Then the anouncements came on. We took a long silence probably about five minutes to think about the people who died and the people who were currently dying. That was a cold lonely day at school. Everyone was scared everyone felt really sorry for all the people personally involved. That day and still to this day I think of all the innocent lives that were taken and all the lives of the people fighting to save other peoples’ lives. I pray for them and the families with lost loved ones. I try to help stay strong for people who lost loved ones. I am sorry for them. 9/11: A National Tragedy.

I am writing this as if i were a popular valley girl. Hi my name is
Salley! OMG!!! I got a fresh scrub this morning by the janitor and I feel so good right now!! People are going to walk in to school today look at me and be so jealous. My friend Brittney in the bathroom tile is so like jealous of me because i got a fresh scrub and she didn’t. Ya well anyway, I feel so good. I have had such a great day today. I am definately the shiniest section of floor like ever, Seriously. I know i feel so good but i wish i was one of those bathroom tile and I could see how i look so good also. OMG! OMG! OMG! I was jus laying there. Well i guess i can’t do anything else but the hottest hottie boy JAVON MOORE walked on me today!! UHHHH!!! It was the most embracing moment ever even though i felt so great being freshly scrubbed, I never want to be washed again after that. NEVER!! TTYL!!

(Next Day)

OMG!! I got a fresh scrub today and I feel so good