WARNING! THIS STORY CONTAINS DESCRIPTIVE SCENES OF BLOOD AND GORE AND CUSS WORDS. DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE UNDER 10 YEARS OF AGE. OR IF YOU DON'T LIKE HORROR. This is my story pls don't copy write First to read: Spencer Oct 23 Mon 9:05 School Spencer had just gotten to his public speaking class, which he hated so he asked to use the bathroom. When he went into the bathroom he immediately saw the girl in the mirror. She opened her mouth wide like she was screaming or something then suddenly the glass shatters. Spencer was shocked and could see the girl in every broken piece. She was smiling again but not her sad eerie smile, no this was a psychotic maniac smile like she liked scarring me. She had this sense of joy in her and so Spencer asked “What kind of game?” with a stern look in his eyes as he stiffened clearly afraid but not trying to show it. Her smile grew bigger, wider like she liked that question, and the mirror fogged up as though she was about to write something but instead she disappeared again. Just as Spencer was about to walk out of the bathroom, something hits the mirror he turns around quickly almost falling over and when he looks at the mirror there’s a handprint, but the fog has disappeared. Spencer looked at it more closely and realized it was blood red, sticky blood and it was dripping down the mirror. Spencer got up and ran out of the bathroom as fast as he could. He didn’t go back to his public speaking class instead he went to his car and texted Katie. Spencer: Babe I need u to meet me by my car skip class or whatever it’s important Katie: Right now? Spencer: Yes it’s important Katie: Ok I’ll be there in a min Spencer: Ok Spencer puts his phone away and taps the steering wheel to calm his nerves but it’s not working. A few minutes later Katie comes outside and opens the passenger door. “Are you ok? What’s wrong? What’s so important?” Katie asks in a rush concerned expression across her face. “It was the girl again I saw her. I asked her about the game and she disappeared like she did with Brandon and Jessica but then I heard something hit the mirror and when I turned around to look it wasn’t something it was a handprint, but it wasn’t just like she put her hand on the mirror. It was a bloody handprint, and so I ran out of there.” Katie was silent for a few seconds before asking, “Are you sure it was blood?” “Yes, I’m sure of what I saw.” Spencer replies. “Ok then we have to tell the others….” Katie says in disbelief that this is real, that this is really happening.
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