The Bad Touch
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The Bad Touch A branch snapped somewhere in the tree. I froze. Clouds raced across the night sky, fitfully revealing the moon which cast long shadows across the ancient graveyard. Something rustled in the Undergrowth. I had been a fool to agree to such a meeting Just last week I was a normal, average teenager. I went to High School events, laughed at the cheerleaders and handed in homework's late. Now I didn't even know what I was doing. I was in the study hall, Thursday before third period, sipping cola when he walked in. He was tall, had dark hair, deep brown eyes and was dressed in black. His rugged good looks made me notice him most. Who was he? I had never seen him before. He stopped and gave me a long hard stare. I tried to pretend I hadn't noticed him, but he was coming towards me. "Hi," he spoke with...


