The white sheets with black eyes peering through holes of the costumes gave no clue as to who the kid was. I’m pretty sure he goes to my school, because there is only one middle school in my whole city. The person is also the height of an average middle schooler. The juvenile is also really thin, like a paper. The costume that he is wearing is very loose, and just flows in the wind on him. The next day, the same kid came to school wearing the same outfit as last night. As I saw the mysterious individual in the hallway, I heard murmuring. As I was approaching the door to my next class, the lights flickered ant it became eerily silent. It was so quiet, that I though everyone died. I proceeded to open the door, and realized I was correct.
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This person held me so tight, I thought I would faint. “Help, Help!” I screamed, “Help!” The person who the hand belongs to said, “Come with me! Let’s get out of here!” We both ran out of the school like we were a bird let free out of a cage. I quickly comprehended that that was my favorite teacher Miss Understood! I knew I could trust her, with …show more content…
We ran up the stairs and Miss Understood unlocked the door with her keys that was in her purse. “Welcome to my home. Sorry its a bit messy.”she said. I replied with, “It’s okay. As long as I am away from that incident.” I sat down on the black La-Z-Boy recliner chair, while she sat down on the couch. “Want something to drink? After all of that running, you might want some fruit punch.” said Miss Understood. “Yes, please, that would be delightful.” Miss Understood got up and brought back a 2 full glasses of fruit punch, one for me, and one for myself. “Thank you.” I said. “No problem, I’m happy to have you here.” Five minutes later, she asked if I wanted to use the phone to call my mom. I called my mom, and she said she will be there in about 2 hours. I told Miss Understood, and she said that it would be fine if I could stay at her house until my mom picked me up. I was very glad. We talked for about one hour, until it got to the conversation about the school mystery. “Do you know who did it? Or do you have any ideas?” I asked. “No, I do not know who did it, but I do have an idea.” I wanted to know more. “Who could it be?” Miss Understood said, “The boy in the costume.” I had a
This person held me so tight, I thought I would faint. “Help, Help!” I screamed, “Help!” The person who the hand belongs to said, “Come with me! Let’s get out of here!” We both ran out of the school like we were a bird let free out of a cage. I quickly comprehended that that was my favorite teacher Miss Understood! I knew I could trust her, with …show more content…
We ran up the stairs and Miss Understood unlocked the door with her keys that was in her purse. “Welcome to my home. Sorry its a bit messy.”she said. I replied with, “It’s okay. As long as I am away from that incident.” I sat down on the black La-Z-Boy recliner chair, while she sat down on the couch. “Want something to drink? After all of that running, you might want some fruit punch.” said Miss Understood. “Yes, please, that would be delightful.” Miss Understood got up and brought back a 2 full glasses of fruit punch, one for me, and one for myself. “Thank you.” I said. “No problem, I’m happy to have you here.” Five minutes later, she asked if I wanted to use the phone to call my mom. I called my mom, and she said she will be there in about 2 hours. I told Miss Understood, and she said that it would be fine if I could stay at her house until my mom picked me up. I was very glad. We talked for about one hour, until it got to the conversation about the school mystery. “Do you know who did it? Or do you have any ideas?” I asked. “No, I do not know who did it, but I do have an idea.” I wanted to know more. “Who could it be?” Miss Understood said, “The boy in the costume.” I had a