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Misfortune
Her laughter stopped abruptly as she read her fortune cookie message. It became apparent that she was in danger. Her friends were silent then Jacklyn was the first to speak up, “Is everything ok” she asked in a concerned tone “Yeah it's fine” Shyanne replied “It just surprised me that's all” “oh ok” Kristina replied. But it wasn't ok as the message was dark and grim, Shyanne started to expect that the restaurant had put this in here on purpose but as she looked closer she realised that it was handwritten. “So i'll see you all onnnn Sunday? Right?” Shyanne asked abruptly “Sounds good yeah” Jacklyn replied “good to me” kristina added. Shyanne got in her car and drove back to her house, the message still haunting her. “Why?” she thought to herself “That was given to me by the waitress along with all of the other cookies but that an was on top…. Whoever wrote this knew i would grab the first an because… well i do come here often… Is someone Spying on me… Some kind of secret admirer or maybe some ex.. I don't know that scared me through..” She kept thinking that it cant be real then as she arrived to her house she went to her kitchen table “Ok i need to see this again” she said to herself, Almost hoping that her house was bugged by the FBI or the CIA or just something. “Ok here we go…” “In the dark night there's a light, in this light their is me and only me… i am you're an and only nightmare.” “What does it all mean??” she asked herself “Am i going to die??.... Should i report this to the police??” the doorbell rang and as she went to the door in a walk of suspicion and horror she heard Her worst suspicions come true… “let me in”
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