Miss-Misery13

Giselle dragged her feet down the hallway, clouds of dust forming around her. She still couldn’t believe she let her friends talk her into going into the old, abandoned elementary school on the outskirts of town. The legend goes that 40 years ago, a huge storm hit their small town of Mournhearse, pelting it with rain, sleet, extreme winds, and a few tornadoes touching down. Since their town is on such hilly land, the water gathered at the bottom, which is where the school was located. The building flooded, and the high winds and tornadoes broke through all the windows. Supposedly, there were people still in the building at the time, lik

            Absinthe walked through the decrepit stone archway, her skin crawling with goosebumps. Her hands shook as she crossed her arms, her short breaths fogging the air around her. A snapped twig under her foot echoed through the quiet as she slowly stumbled on. What a night to get lost, she thought. Pain shot through her leg like lightning as her foot caught on a headstone and sent her tumbling down, hitting the ground with a thud. Laying there for what seemed like ever, she stuck her head out like a turtle to make sure nothing noticed her. Once she was satisfied, she got herself up to her feet and continued on, trying to find a safe pl

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