A Misfortunate Encounter
A tap. A single tap. All it took was a single tap on the shoulder and I was startled like a scared fox hiding inside a bush. I was frozen. My body didn’t move but my eyes did. I looked at my friends… “Zachary… Jeremy… Kim…” I counted. I don’t have any other friends. I don’t know anyone else. So, who could be tapping me? I looked again at them. And they were frozen as well like they’ve seen a ghost. “WHO WAS THAT?” I screamed in my mind. He tapped again but this time, the voice called my name. “Ethan.” It said. “Wait, that voice is familiar,” I said to myself. I know this person. So, I looked behind. And I was relieved. It was Mr. Adams. I wonder what he wanted. “Yes, sir?” I inquired. “Can you meet me in the faculty room after school?” He asked. “Why, sir?” I hesitat
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