This story was not mine, it's like the clown one. And yes, I do write about people's blood written down on walls. Nothing insane about that.

Two roommates had the same science class together, one of the roommates named Juli, was asked by the hottest guy in school to go to a party with him. Of course, she said yes.

The other roommate named Meg didn't want to spend her time partying, instead she wanted to use her time wisely and study for the upcoming test.

No matter how much Juli insisted that Meg had to go to the party and have fun with her, Meg just declined. The two girls were good friends, so if course Juli wanted Meg to have fun. She didn't want to leave Meg alone while she was out having a blast.

By the end of her classes, Juli knew nothing. Instead of spending hours of studying like Meg did, Juli spent hours preparing for the party.

"You should really study." Meg warned Juli.

"You should loosen up a bit, meet a few guys. And besides, I can just cram into homeroom."

"Okay... Well I'll see you later." Meg waved in goodbye to her friend.

Juli waved in farewell as she turned to go to the party.

Juli had the time of her life while she was out there partying with her boyfriend, she headed back to the dorm around 2 Am. She didn't wake up Meg, and went to bed nervous about the midterm. She decided she would wake up Meg later and ask for her help.

Julie's alarm clock went off, and she prepared herself for school. She went to wake up Meg, who was laying on her stomach, apparently sound asleep.

Juli rolled her friend over, revealing Meg's terrified face.

Concerned for her, Juli turned on the bed side lamp.

She noticed all of her study stuff still open, but blood was all over it.

Meg had been slaughtered.

In horror, Juli tumbled to the floor, backing away. And on the wall in her friend Meg's blood wrote:

Aren't you glad you didn't turn on the light?