"We know where you live"
*She thinks*
What should i do? I just want all this to stop. Why is this happening to me? I don't want this stupid phone anymore. If I throw the phone away all this would stop.
She gets up out of the bed. With small and scared steps she walks to the front door and puts her jeans jacket on. *She opens the door and walks out*. The old lady beside the stairs is starring, but Emma doesn’t care. All she cares about right now is to get rid of the phone.
It’s cold outside but Emma walks so fast that she doesn’t notice how it starts to get darker. Eleven minuties from the house she sees a huge bridge. She walks to the middle of the bridge and throws the phone the longest she can.
*She thinks for herself*
I hope it all ends now. Maybe the person who wrote it will leave me alone now.
A few minutes later she walks home again. She goes into her bedroom and falls asleep. It had been a long day and hopefully all this should be over and she can live happy again.
