Spell Bound
social media was too strong. He smiled at the pictures of Bernie in mittens photo
, get over it," he
one of his friends had commen
leaning toward the screen and s
e picture with them," his brother scath
crolled away from the picture before his
," his brother said, leaning over
. "That sounds like the st
beside him, making the pillows dip drastic
Mike cried, hoping his mother
didn
r name and birthday in
realised. He input his name and birthday, details his
ned to his own screen. Mike figured it was one of those tricks where a scary face
ecoming an off-grey image of a bedroom. A wardrobe spilling a red jumper, a doo
and closed it behind himself. He was hard to make o
hing for a baseball bat. He raised the ba
ll, making Mike jump desp
racked, drip
d over, filling the screen with re
s yours?" C
n to death with a baseb
as car crash,
e, after all. Chris was a terrible driver. He'd already been d
never get in a car
frowned. "You'l
what his teachers would describe as a 'bright spark' but at l
on the entire situation when his oldest brother Stu got hom
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rything was blurred like an old black and white television, and on top of th
seem to raise hi
n the green carpet, he saw a pair of feet
left leg, tapping it in a
ike muttered. He k
a sharp, rage-fuelled br
h
n his bed. He turned on the light, feeling like
dream, it had felt so real. The rage emanating from his attack
fall back to sleep, he
up early,' he decided
be up to Miss Day's insanely high standards. The English teacher was hot, but she was a 'ha
back to bed. In retrospect, and in the cold light of day, the whole thi
here was white as far
he school to close for the day. It was just beginning to form the horrid grey-brown sludge as the mornin
g hand and threw one at his best friend
suddenly stopped and grabbed Mike by
ned in. "Who does
red boy from the pi
e a male version of the girl in
chimed up. 'You are allowed to t
kid, the goth, and some loser girl stood at his side. They formed a sort of protective guard as M
m dead in the eyes. Something about his i
pulling Mike away
The snow was untouched by footprints, except fo
once they were out of earshot. "Now, I'm not saying that I'm going to out you, because that is a scummy move. Ho
st his innocence as if being gay w
family
t," the new kid scoffed.
es told Mike it wa
Mike mutte
y, and it had best be a goo
in the eyes and found he couldn't. H
rong or scary, so why does
fferent about this guy. The way he spoke, the way he wal
himself as he ambled back, looking down at th
to lap up any interesting gossip. Mike told them it was
punched the wall in frustration. He was
d took his seat, trying not to stare at either the new ki
his brain
his thoughts. "Can someone gi
with a chorus of sil
stupid?" Kia
ing. It was probably the first time o
d. "I like this new
look better without his glasses. You could se
w guy interrupted, offering what Mike guessed was a correct answer to
e him a pointed look, as though h
e's going to obliterate my lif
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