The Darkness that Follows

by Jello174

My eyes stared at the edge of the woods, the can of spray paint still spraying away in my hand. Where had he gone? Was it just my imagination? Rachel watched me curiously, as if not realizing that I wasn't paying attention to what I was doing. The shadowed boy had been there, I knew he had. But he was gone. Maybe I was going crazy. What would angry shadowed boys want with me?

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The Darkness that Follows
It started like any other Friday. Any other Friday, or any other week, of any other summer month, of any other year.
Except it wasn't.
Today was the day of my seventh birthday. July 20th of 2018.
The air was warm, the sky was clear, the sun was set high in the south.
But I couldn't shake the feeling that something was different; that something was going to happen.
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