The Day I Started Dying: A Short Story

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Narrative Writing-Day Things Started Disappearing The day where the things started to disappear. It all started like this. I was in my school (MBI) looking outside the window from a distance and thinking ,when could the rain stop. That is when the tragedy began. Ring x3 (bell)oh…..the school started, so I shut down my device and get ready for Session 1 & 2. But when I walk there I discover scratched and muddy foot steps. So I think to myself; did an intruded, come in ? I feel kind of uncomfortable, so I thought they didn’t know the muddy footprints were there. I lead them to the window, which I said, “There it is !”But they said, “what ?! There are no footprints, no scratches ?!” Then I realise that something smell fishy…...mmmm.(hey don’t eat tuna, It smells fishy !) But when I tried everyone to see if anyone see the muddy footprints….it all come out the same ! Oh, oh, oh, oh this is not good ! …show more content…

I wasn’t talking to the teacher or my friends ! I was talking to the spirits the whole time ! I test out punching them (Why did I do this ?) But it went though them ?! So I decided that I will leave the classroom, and follow the footprints. While I was walking beside the footprints, I kept on thinking that every student in my classroom was disappearing which I think this is VERY STRANGE like the chair and the tables !?Then I've walked to a barn. When I see the bloods and color ?!, my eyes started to shiver with confused from my brain! And then,when I slowly looked up, I saw their bodies and chairs, and even tables ?!(I was like, wait what ?) I saw a glance of a shadow !? Then the shadow said, “Don’t be afraid” I stopped shaking for some reason. “Oh…...it's you…….my crush

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