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Rowling owns Tom Riddle!
Chapter one: Touch of Evil
One summer night Tom awoke to screaming, this came as no surprise to him, considering that he lived in a an orphanage, that beat bad kids. So, he tried to go back to sleep, but couldn't, this wasn't normal screaming, this was something different. "Now what did they think of?" he asked himself, now getting up to investigate, he often did when he heard kids screaming, he was like an older brother to all the other kids in the orphanage. He quickly got up and crept over to the door of the large bedroom (all the kids in the orphanage slept in the same room) which, not to his surprise, was wide open. He stood still for a second to hear where the source of the screaming was. "That's odd" he said aloud, "its coming from above me" This was extremely odd, considering their was no upstairs to the building. Then, suddenly, Tom noticed some movement in the hallway. "Who's their!?" he asked, now backing toward his cot "oh , no one, no one at all!" a cold voice answered back. Then Tom saw them, at least ten men, no they couldn't be men, they were too tall, whatever they were, they were dressed in black cloaks , and were walking towards him, suddenly he felt very alone, and cold, and scared. He screamed as one of them reached out towards him, the hand was green , and the closer it got t o him , the more he felt like colasping, right their. He thought about running, running and screaming. He turned to run, one thought on his mind: survival, but then , the hand touched his back, and it was all over........
Chapter one: Touch of Evil
One summer night Tom awoke to screaming, this came as no surprise to him, considering that he lived in a an orphanage, that beat bad kids. So, he tried to go back to sleep, but couldn't, this wasn't normal screaming, this was something different. "Now what did they think of?" he asked himself, now getting up to investigate, he often did when he heard kids screaming, he was like an older brother to all the other kids in the orphanage. He quickly got up and crept over to the door of the large bedroom (all the kids in the orphanage slept in the same room) which, not to his surprise, was wide open. He stood still for a second to hear where the source of the screaming was. "That's odd" he said aloud, "its coming from above me" This was extremely odd, considering their was no upstairs to the building. Then, suddenly, Tom noticed some movement in the hallway. "Who's their!?" he asked, now backing toward his cot "oh , no one, no one at all!" a cold voice answered back. Then Tom saw them, at least ten men, no they couldn't be men, they were too tall, whatever they were, they were dressed in black cloaks , and were walking towards him, suddenly he felt very alone, and cold, and scared. He screamed as one of them reached out towards him, the hand was green , and the closer it got t o him , the more he felt like colasping, right their. He thought about running, running and screaming. He turned to run, one thought on his mind: survival, but then , the hand touched his back, and it was all over........