Yesterday, when I left my room, I saw a letter under the door. It didn’t have a name on it, only my name written. I opened it quickly and it said: “Don’t go to school today”. It scared me and I looked down the hall, but there wasn’t anyone. I decided to ignore it and went anyway. Everything seemed normal until lunchtime, when a ball flew right where I was. I moved just in time to fix my shoe. If I hadn’t moved, it would have hit me in the face. I went home thinking about the letter, how did they know what it was going to happen? I never found out, but now I always check under the door.
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