Jessicurry

Index Before The Story (y/n) means your name *hiccup* means that you hiccupped Entry for both 9/1/15-10/31/15 contest and Halloween Time Challenge ******************************************************************************************************************* You are a college student studying for midterms in your dorm on Halloween night when your three best friends: Marco, Ace, and Thatch wearing their costumes barge into your room. “(Y/N)! What do you think you’re doing? The Halloween party is about to start!” Marco says as he, Thatch, and Ace walk in as if they live there. “I have a midterm in three days, s

    The new girl. A dreaded title for any high school student. It was bad, especially if you were the new girl and a few weeks of the school year had already passed.This dreaded title was one that you had never wanted to experience, but because of the promotions your mother and father received you were forced to move into a new house, in a place you knew virtually nothing about alone, and to make matters worse the high school you would be attending was a notorious boarding school whose reputation were worse than the students who went there.    People sent to the school were generally not able to handle regular school in some way or another

     It was a rainy, foggy early morning. The Moby Dick was silent on a quiet part of the sea of the New World. I had woken up earlier than usual. I was cold, and my blankets covering me didn’t make much of a difference. The rooms were humid, and my feet numb and trembling. I wrapped the sheets around me, put shoes on and decided to take a walk around so I would warm up.     When I left my room, I was surprised to see no one outside. Well, it was cold, alright, but not even lookouts were on the crow’s nests. It was just strange. It made me feel unease. Had something happened while I was asleep, perhaps? Did I not even notice? Or

TWAAATT!!! The sound of your lovely alarm woke you up from your deep slumber. Naaah, its annoying as hell. You grunt half-awake internally cursing inside and curl more onto your bed completely ignoring the sound. 'Wait.' Your eyes snap open as you recall you-haven't bought another alarm clock since you broke your old one a few days ago. Getting up still slightly dazed you finally aware that it the sound of your doorbell that awake you. And it still ringing 'Who the hell come this early!' You roar inside your head, picking up your phone you click the lock button. The screen flick on showing its 02.34 in the afternoon and a message from you