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My name is Stephan Paul. I am sixteen years old. I am being targeted. Why someone wants my life, I don’t know. By the time you’v..

“Grr, it’s so like Miriam to be late…” Simone muttered under her breath, leaning against the rail outside the coffee..

Simone attended the Golden Bull School in place of Miriam for a month. The only people who knew about it were she, Miriam, and Michael. As w..

The next day, to Simone’s joy, Michael was at school. But he didn’t look the same. He was paler, and had a lost expression on hi..

Three days past, and Simone hadn’t gone to school. She was too embarrassed to appear there again. “You can’t just go a..

The Spirit Day Festival came. Michael was not going this year, or any other year. He took out his favorite bat from his closet that his ..

Simone made plans with Michael to meet up in town together two days after the festival. She hadn’t heard a word from him that day or t..

Simone laid down on her bed, hoping to dream about Michael. As she was about to doze off, her hotel phone rang. “Hello?” sh..

“You broke the deal, Simone. You came back.” The old, shaky voice of her Grandmother hissed. “Why does it matter to yo..

Simone lifted her lifeless arm, sadly studying her hand. Soft linen bandages covered the tips of her fingers. It had been a week after the i..