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Chapter 8: A Grim Reminder            I got out of bed. Just in time to see my BBBFF leave. “…Dad has to go do something. He got a call, so he left.” Exposited Snowdrop before looking out the window in worry.            On my way to school I heard some girls gossiping. “When I looked, I saw three police cars zooming by.”  Said the girl with the red umbrella. “You live by the police station, don’t you? Did you hear anything?” Questioned the girl with the white umbrella. “I heard some yelling, but nothing more. Total disappointment.” Replied Red. “Geez, you need to pay more a

Chapter 7: The Backside of the TV We went to the Sugarcube Corner to look at the TVs. “Wow, this is huge! And… Holy frijoles, it’s expensive! Who buys this stuff?” Yelled an appalled Rainbow Dash. “I don’t know… Rich folks?” Pinkie replies. “Honestly, not many people shop for TVs here. That’s why we don’t have clerks around.” Pinkie explained. “Huh… Not worth trying then, I guess. Well, at least looking’s free.” Rainbow Dash comments. Pinkie then places her hand on the TV. “Nope, can’t get in. Figures.” Pinkie said. “This p

Dear Senpai stealer,            I wanted to send you this friendly little email to inform you of your imminent demise. If you’re curious about the frequency of which I’ve sent these emails, it’s simply to instill as much fear as I can. Not unlike a hungry wolf stalks her prey. Just remember. It would be very easy to make your death look like a suicide. Stay away from Senpai. ~angryplz (https://www.deviantart.com/angryplz) Follow me on the social network at AyanoAishi! :P Sincerely, Yandere-chan

Chapter 6: The Prelude to Disaster            3rd day of school. We’re in history class. Our teacher, Ms. Yearling, talks a bit about herself before starting the lecture. “Our transferee, Ms. Sparkle, please stand up.” I immediately gets out of my chair. “When did A.D.—in other words, Anno Domini—begin?” I immediately give my answer. “A.D. began when Jesus was born.” I hope that was the right answer. Ms. Yearling points her stick at me. “Ah, you seem to understand this well. And does anyone know what B.C. stands for? Oh, I’ll just tell you. Before Christ, or the years before