Rain's PoV: I snapped awake at 6:30 AM. At least I'm not going to be late. I stood to take a shower.
After about 30 minutes, I stepped out of the shower and wrapped a towel around myself. I walked to the mirror and brushed out the knots in my hair. When I was done, I put the brush down and turned to see the man made of needles. I jumped, "W-why are you here?!"
"Haunting."
"Can't you haunt my sister?"
"Your sister wouldn't be able to handle the nightmares. You know she has a strong disease that makes her see things. Plus she has ADD and ADHD."
"I have ADHD too!"
"Anyways, you're the only one who I could do this to."
"Yeah right," I muttered and walked past him and into my room. And got my clothes and looked at him as he stood in the door way.
"Get out, I'm changing my clothes" I said sternly.
"What is I don't want to?"
I blushed. "Pervert!" I screamed. Luckily no one heard. I shut the door and locked it, then changed into my school uniform. I unlocked the door, opened it, grabbed my binder and swiftly walks past the man. I think his name is Timothy. Oh, yes it is. Timothy walked behind with a creepy grin. I ignored him. I walked to my little sister's room and sadly looked at her. Her diseases are getting worse. I walk to the sleeping Kate and kisses her forehead before walking to school.
"Kate is important to you, isn't she?" Timothy asked.
"Very important." I replied.
"What if she died?"
I stopped and kicked Timothy in the groin. I started walking again and reached the high school. I walked in, leaving Timothy behind. I was two hours early, so I went to greet my teachers. They weren't there... Just substitutes. I looked suspicious, then went to get breakfast. I got pancakes. Yay, something that's not bad. I'm a picky eater so... Yeah... I sighed a started eating, it burned. I spit it out, steam coming out of my mouth, blood, acid, and saliva filling it. What were in those?! I threw my acid pancakes away. I drained my mouth by spitting in the trash can, leaving a metallic, burning taste in my mouth. Ew... I exited the room and sighed, walking to my first hour class. I sat down and felt a sharp pain in the left thigh. I quickly stood and saw a razor in my leg. I took it out and disposed of it. I cleaned the wound and sat again. Timothy appeared as a younger version of himself. He said he's a new student... Oh no. I looked at him.