Posted 15 October 2013 - 10:45 PM
Before we cleared out the stuff from my old room, I'd feel something lurking outside the window by my bed and hear rustling in the plantlife. The rustling could have been an animal, considering we were in a rural area, but the creepy feeling freaked me out. And I saw a shadow figure with glowing red eyes crossing the main hall by the 8th grade lockers a year or so before the renovation began at work. I don't know what made me look up, but when I did, I saw this thing crossing from the first locker row across the hall to the hall that connected the back ends of the main hallway and the back hallway. Something about the figure froze me in my tracks as I was sweeping up and scared the ish out of me.
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