SIXTEEN   Clark had been making continuous visits to my bedroom since the first time he creepily watched me as I slept. I’d made sure to always wear clothes in my own room which is absurd since you know, it’s my room!   11:30PM was the time he would climb through my window and when I was sure my parents were asleep.   When he found out my love for mangoes he would always bring a bag of them when he made these random appearances.   After many protests, he would always convince

CONTINUED FIFTEEN ‘One day, the crops began to die from the water and care one of the brothers was giving them. Sales went down, and the other two siblings knew it had something to do with their mother. All three resented her for not being there for them and instead in jail. They guessed it was her haunting them.’ Mr Collins slammed the chalk on the side of the board which made all of us jump. ‘Then one day, the two brothers figures out what the problem was. The third brother

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FIFTEEN ‘ Grace Sherwood was sentenced to eight years in prison instead of being sentenced to death.’ Mr Collins redrew the time line on the board and marked it up with one date. July 10, 1706 ‘There was never a second trial, and when she was released Grace died in her comfortable home in 1740. Officials assumed that she died from natural causes.’ He had a look of doubt as he walked around the class. ‘Before she perished, she reinstated her farm land and lived there until he

FOURTEEN I walked into the dark house and closed the door behind me. I wanted to take an aspirin for my invisible pain but I was too lazy to get some from the store. When I heard the click of the lamp being turned on I knew I was in trouble. Mom was sitting cross legged on the couch with a glass full of a liquid that I’d never seen before. From where I was standing it seemed like a regular glass of water; however the air reeked with the sourness of vinegar. She was consuming

THIRTEEN This was too much, Rinny’s words went into one ear and out the other because my head was one second from exploding. I felt like I was having a panic attack and all I could think about was the fact that I was missing gym class. My brother is alive. My best friend is a punching bag that punches back… My oily haired classmate is a V---pire. ‘I’m a Mandurugo you schmuck.’ Rinny shot a pointed look at Bridget who just continued to pick at her nails. I didn’t even worry ab

TWELVE   Time stopped. My eyes felt like they were going to pop out of their sockets if I saw anything else out of the ordinary.   Bridget seemed normal when she wiped off the last bit of blood from her chin, but the sight of Annabelle’s lifeless body in the corner kept me on my toes.   Bridget saw what we were looking at and glanced behind her like she had forgotten about our classmate whom she just murdered.   ‘Oh, sorry,’ she clenched her teeth in slight embarrassment. ‘Le

ELEVEN   ‘So she just cut open my neck?’   ‘Yes.’   ‘I was dead?’   ‘Yes.’   ‘And then her neck was sliced open… by thin air?’   ‘Yes.’   ‘And Parker.’   ‘OZ.’   ‘Oh right, and Oz’s eyes turned blue?’   ‘Yes.’   ‘How is my neck not looking like an accordion right now?’   Cassi tried to piece together last night while scarfing down a cheeseburger. Each time I explained what happened the more she would examine the situation like trying to dissect a frog and naming each organ. A