I walked in to my school and couldn't help to look at a group of people surrounding a wall. I walked over to take a look at what it was...
I read the words and couldn't believe what was written. I thought to myself that everyone will be shocked when they walk into this hall. On the wall there were these words written in blood, 'Death awaits a mysterious boy, when the clock above strikes twelve.'
For a strange reason everyone was looking straight at me and whispering things. I couldn't bare to hear it so I walked home with a fear held in me.
What horror awaits me, if I am the boy, no one really knows. Except that something horrible will happen to a boy when the clock strikes twelve. I await the fear that will happen in five hours.
As I wait I can't help but think that something awaits me where the shadows and the moon meet.
