Someone .

Someone sent that.

Someone .

I shiver .

Someone could be anyone .

“ Do not go home tonight “

It lingers for a few seconds .

Then it disappears and is replaced by my most recent messages.

Ones that are normal - my friends , my family .

That message was different .

Not normal .

It was there for a reason .

And.

And ….

I feel sick .

Should I ignore it ?

Or is this a sign ?...

**This is a rewrite of my story don’t go home tonight.**

My hands shook as I read the anonymous text and my heart thundered in my chest, “don’t go home tonight.” I turned my phone off and glanced at Cole.

By the look he was giving meant he probably got the same text. I looked behind my seat to see my 5 year old daughter ‘Nicole’ playing on her iPad.

Nicole was the sweetest girl ever with long d...

“For what?” I ask as press my head against the brick wall of the alley way.

“YOU don’t need to know so just SHUT IT!” Bryce shouts. My eyes widened at Bryce’s outburst.

Bryce paces around the alley muttering. I try to slowly move out of the alley but curse my clumsiness as I tripped and I fell face first on the hard concrete ground.

“WHAT DO YOU THINK YOUR DOING!” Bryce shouts darkly as he stal...

“Honey what’s wrong.” Bryce my caring boyfriend asks as i start to bang my hands on the car window feeling an urge to run.

I stop and my hands tremble as I hold up the phone to show him the anonymous text.

Still in the darkness of the train I couldn’t tell where anything is besides Bryce since my phone lit up the area.

“Olivia, honey we need to get out NOW.” Bryce says. “ “what why?” I ask as ...

(Thanks to Skye Wander who snuck in with one last draft pick! The new draft 12! Sequel to Please Let Me In. That was my 100th writing so you can see how long ago this was sitting in my drafts.)

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With the lights and internet out, Lance is panicking. He has a missing man in his house and no way to call for help.

“There’s something on your window,” Dally points out, voice trembling. His whole bo...

As dusk settled over the town of Pine Grove, Michael stared blankly out of the train window, the rhythmic clattering of the tracks beneath him a comforting lull. He had been away for three long years, working in the city as an investigative journalist. Tonight, he was finally returning home, his heart filled with anticipation at the thought of seeing his family again. His sister, Clara, had been h...

I double checked the number, no one I knew. Googled the area code, from out of state. Another freaking spam text? I was getting sick of these, but this was a new one.

“Why not?” I texted back. Sometimes my partner would mess around with whoever was spamming them. I had never done it, but maybe it would be fun?

“You won’t like what you find.”

“And what will I find?”

“You won’t believe me. Just ...

I sat in the drivers seat of my car as I read and reread the message: “Do not go home tonight.” It was from an unknown number, and I was scared—scared to answer the text and scared to go anywhere.

Finally, I mustered the courage to type back, “Who are you?”As my heart pounded in the deafening silence, I thought of my boyfriend, Terrance. I had just moved in with him a few weeks ago. Knowing he w...

ACTUALLY THIS IS A POEM🫶🏻

KASEY:

Do not go home tonight, at least not alone,

That’s what the message says, when I pull open my phone

Who’s it from I wonder, who could it be,

A secret admirer, someone who loves me?

Maybe I should fear this, for some reason i feel safe,

Maybe I could love it, maybe I’ll be ok

A smile spreads on my face, as I realize who it was, the pranks he pulls will n...

My fingers are starting to freeze. The suffering is my indecisive nature. My body feels like its chilled through about to reach my core. And yet, there’s nothing I’d rather do less than having to make the choice to open my door. Except making the decision to walk away. Telling my mother her suspicions were correct. I don’t know what I know, but I know she cant be trusted. Could the text be from he...