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just something I came up with one day. I've not finished it yet.

The blood curdling screams made me jump up from my desk where I had been in a deep sleep. The screams coming from the hallway were so wretched that they made me freeze in shock. The sound was soooo horrible it reminded me of fingernails clawing a blackboard. It just made me cringe. I was no longer tired and was very awake and alert. I looked about my English class to see if any of the other students had an idea of what was going on. The expressions on their faces were obvious that they knew just as much as I did, which was absolutely nothing. Everyone sat in a dazed and confused state of mind trying to get a sign of what actually was happening. The sounds frightened everyone so much no one dared open the door and see what was going on. People began to murmur that it was just some senior prank, which was scarying the hell out of everyone. No one knew whether or not to take the screams serious, yet no one had enough balls to check it out. We finally were able to hear the gunshots over the frantic screams. We knew it was too late to get out, because whoever was shooting was obviously close to our classroom. It had all became clear to everyone about our situation. We sat in our fourth hour english class listening to our fellow classmates scrambling for their lives. We were unable to block the screams and cries out of our minds. I was trembling from head to toe, and some of the other kids in my class had begun crying. Mr. Shaw our teacher said it was his duty to look out for us, so he had to go and take a peak to see where the shooter was. He walked over to the door very quietly and began to crack the door. We knew it was a bad idea and quicker than the blink of an eye we heard another gunshot. Next thing we know blood is spraying across the room, the screams were now in the classroom and in steps the mad man with the gun....To Be Continued....

Author's Note

please leave suggestions. I need a little push to help finish this