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On my way to school I couldn't stop thinking about the gorgeous man who tried to kill me. It was so weird becuase I had never seen him before in my life and he wanted to kill me. Maybe he had been stalking me and was waiting for the right moment to kill me. I shook that thought out of my mind immediately. I didn't like thinking that someone probably was stalking me. I wondered if I should have told my mom about this. I decided it would be better not to.

"BRINGGGG, BRINGGGGG"

"Oh wonderful I'm late." I grumbled as I parked my bike and walked up the school stairs. When I walked into school no one was in the hallways. Even though I've walked through the hallways countless times before when they were like this, it scared me for some reason. I guessed that it was because of the incident I had earlier. 

"Good morning Miss. Manson, why are you late this morning?"

" Well...." I couldn't think of a good enough excuse so I just said, "I woke up late."

"That will be your second time Miss. Manson, make sure it dosen't happen again or I will have to give you a detention, ok?"

"Yes Mrs. Brogan."

Mrs. Brogan wrote me a pass and I walked out of the office. Mrs. Brogan was one of the offie ladies. It's her and Mrs. Weber. Mrs. Weber is the nice one but to my luck she wasn't there today.

I walked through the school and down my hallway. As I got closer to my locker I saw another one that was newly decorated with wrapping paper and ribbons which meant it was their birthday. As I got closer I saw that it was my locker. "It's my birthday today?" I opened up my planner and sure enough it was April 17, my birthday. My locker was wrapped in purple wrapping paper with cupcakes and presents and then there were blue and orange ribbons and bows plastered on everywhere. I chuckled and did my locker combination, "16, 34, 3" I thought to myself. I took my lock of and opened my locker.

Without warning confetti shot out of my locker and into my face. I screamed and stumbled backwards into the wall.  I looked around and saw doors to some classrooms opening and teachers and students peeking out to see what happened. Feeling so embarrassed I grabbed all the stuff I needed for math , slammed my locker, and walked down the hallway to room 105.