"Here's your test back, Bethany," the teacher said.
"Oh, thanks..." I mumbled under my breath.
I opened up the neatly folded sheet of paper, wishing that I got a high grade.
But, I got the first thing I've ever dreaded.
An F+ stared at me from the page.
I've failed the end of the year maths test.
"I'm doomed," I thought to myself.
As I slammed the paper down onto my desk, I noticed a familiar face peering through the small window in the classroom door.
Except, what scared me the most was how just yesterday, she had been confirmed dead.
"Miss, someone's at the door," I chirped up, as I gestured to them standing there, staring at me.
The teacher looked over, and shrugged slightly before turning back to me.
"No there isn't," the teacher told me, as she settled down into her chair.
So, maybe I was just hallucinating.
But, she looked so realistic, and I swear I could feel her breath sneaking down my neck.
I tried to ignore them, but my curiosity got the best of me, and I raised my hand.
"Yes, Bethany?" my teacher muttered, as she peered up from her pile of work.
"May I please go to the toilet?" I asked, pouting.
My teacher gave a quick nod, and I slid out of my chair, making my way towards the door.
When I pulled open the door, the person had gone completely, and I was left standing lost and confused in the deserted hallway.

Chapter 2 coming soon!