One by one, they were all taken.

It started on a bitter winter morning, the type that causes rasping coughs and miserable colds. Entering my classroom, there was 4 or 5 students missing- but that was expected. However, as the day went on, more and more kids were vanishing. It started of slowly, barely noticeable but by lunchtime, nearly half the class were gone. I continued to teach, unease filling my bones but still gave no indication of my discomfort.

But then finally, I had had enough. It was near the end of the day, and there was only nine pupils left. I hadn’t even noticed anyone disappearing; one minute they were there, the next gone. Storming down to the head teachers office, I noticed how empty the building was- like a ghost town. The walk was uneasy, and knocking at there door caused a loud, rattling echo. The door creaked open, showing of an deserted office with a still smouldering fire. The building was empty.

I walked down to my car, and started it up. Driving home was worrying: I saw only 2 cars and little to no people. Finally I reached my empty house. The news was blaring when I walked in, which was peculiar- I was sure I turned it off? Then, something flashed up.

Missing kids, it read. Thousands of missing children disappeared from secondary schools today, and no one seemed to notice till it was to late. Teachers also appear to have gone missing- or found dead in homes. I shivered, hiding under a blanket. Then heard the creaking of steps; and a high pitched scream and walking around. That’s how I knew I was next.

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SORRY, THIS IS REALLY BAD HAHA. I JUST WANTED TO GIVE IT A GO PLEASE DON’T JUDGE LOL XX