"The Crying Boy"

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Status: In Progress  |  Genre: Horror  |  House: Booksie Classic

Submitted: October 25, 2017

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Submitted: October 25, 2017

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"THE CRYING BOY" 

I just got home from an intense game of baseball with a few of my friends from school. We were in l 8th grade. I had been playing baseball since I turned 10. I am 16 now. Baseball helped me out a lot when my best friend died when I was 13 I was devastated. He wanted me to have his lucky baseball. One day I played at the school and the only ball we had was his lucky baseball. 
I had hit a foul ball with it and it landed on the roof of the school. I was immediately upset and I ran inside the school and made my way to the roof. We weren't allowed in the roof and the baseball coach was really mad. But I couldn't think about leaving that ball on the roof it was the only thing I had to remember my best friend bye. 
I got onto the roof of the school from upstairs. I grabbed my ball. When I noticed out of the corner of my eyes a kid crying. 
I approached the kid and I asked him "hey are you ok, why are you crying?" He sobbed for a few seconds turned to me  and said "I am Not Crying." I jumped back as he had No Eyes. I was paralyzed as the little boy got up grabbed me by my college and shoved me off the roof of the school. People all around screamed. I was dead. There were several reports of kids seeing a crying little boy around the town and after they saw him tragedy struck. It was our towns little urban legend come true..."THE CRYING BOY"


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