Bully Part 3
The clock strikes eight and you know what's about to happen.
You walked in and you didn't pee your pants.
I guess that's a positive considering the two of you were once friends.
But you have a flashback of when you two were young and used to play fight with each other.
You can't help but remember the good times so you start to cry.
You start to shake and then you feel a cold hand on your shoulder.
The lockers start spinning or is it you?
The sound of her voice fills your head and then you hear some one say, " CALL 9-1-1!!!!!!"
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