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I read up on recent disappearances, but none see city with a s happened year-round to people young and old, ly It didn’t seem to matter who or when or why

I propped athered my thick duvet closer so I wouldn’t feel so cold Then I did a Google search for gray, but that didn’t giveuseful I mean, it was just a color, that was all But that hat the blond kid had called me That hat had made Bishop freak out and look at me like I was a monster, when really it was the other way around He was the ht he was soto put hi I’d seen and experienced coht Like that was even possible

Monday ht and early I wanted to stay home and hide, but I knew I couldn’t Instead, I forced et ready for school My mother had already left for work by the tis and toast--and er

When I went to the bathrooth mirror on the back of the door showed that I looked exactly the sa, wild dark hair that I pulled back into a ponytail to keep off loss and a swipe of black ular school day Saed People at McCarthy High were looking at nore the curious looks and outright stares I got as Iat eous but crazy blue-eyed ht Awith his victi me question my sanity and my own damn eyes

Or, more likely, the news of what happened with Stephen and one viral Likely Jordan was spreading the ru out of proportion to make my life even more difficult than it already was

"Excuse lish teacher, said near the end of first period His thick glassesdown atattention toainst the cool surface of hts "Of course I ato see if I’d ulped and scanned the blackboard for a clue "--so about Macbeth?"

"Is that a question or a statement?"

"A statement Definitely a state this week, I think it’s a given that I’ about it But what precisely did I just say?"

The walls felt as if they were closing in onurge to get out of there and I didn’t have tirabbedup froood"

"Ms Day?" He watched with surprise as I left my desk and escaped from the room without another word

The harder I tried to think about soht clutched iant, monstrous hand I needed some fresh air First, I hurried to my locker to drop off my books

"Hey, what happened in there?" Colin had followed -eared copy of Macbeth and his binder casually at his side "You okay?"