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The next day, while Grace was waiting for Mrs Jones to come downstairs she glanced out the window at the flooded roads and pouring sky. The rain was so thick you could barely see the roads. Just then Mrs Jones came, “Are you ready to go?” said Mrs Jones. “Yeah,” Grace replied. Once Grace had reached school it was already pouring down. She went to her locker to put her stuff away. While she was putting her stuff inside of her locker she heard footsteps. She ignored it and thought someone was just passing by to their next class. Just when she was about to close her locker someone passed by her and they silently muttered something under their breath. “I know your secret.” Grace couldn’t quite hear what they said but it sounded like a male voice.She turned around but saw no one. She ignored it and went to her next class which was science. 

While in class Grace couldn’t stop thinking about the voice. Whose voice is it? And what did they say? Suddenly, she had an idea: had they said “I know your secret?” she quietly said to herself. Grace was confused and didn’t know what secret he was talking about. Grace sat there all day anxiously thinking about it. Once it was home time she got everything from her locker and was about to go home when she got pulled into an empty classroom. Grace looked up to see a giant. He was a boy who looked to be around 180 cm or more. He had blonde hair and a cold expression on his face. She stared into his beautiful attractive hazel eyes for a while until he called out to her. “Hello?” the tall man said impatiently. She snapped out of it and replied angrily,  “Why did you drag me here?” Grace was about to leave but the door was locked. Just then he unlocked the door and said, “I know your secret Grace.” Grace was stunned. How did he know her name?. “It was you wasn’t it? You were the one who walked by me.” Grace said, irritated.

“Maybe it was me,” the boy replied calmly, almost sounding as if he didn’t care. Grace was confused, why was he not showing any emotion?  How did he find out?

“How did you find out about this?” Grace asked.  

“I’m not telling you how,” the boy replied. 

“Why not?” Grace said curiously. “Why should I tell you?” he said. 

“Are you even going to tell me anything about you?”  Grace questioned. “No,” he said. “Not even your name. You already know mine so it wouldn’t be fair if you didn’t tell me yours.” Grace said.  “My name’s Kai, Huening Kai,” he said. “Where are you from?” Grace asked. “I was born in Hawaii but my family is Korean so I’m half Korean and half American. “How about you?” Kai asked. Grace replied with, “I was born in Thailand but had to move here because of the war.” “Cool,” Kai said. 

“Can you tell me how you found out about my secret now?” Grace asked. “Yeah, on the day, I had slept in and once I got to school I was sent out of class for coming in late so the professor told me to wait outside until the class ends. While I was waiting I overheard  you and some other girl with pink-blonde hair talking about someone called Mrs Jones,” Kai said.

“Oh that’s how you found out.” They both looked at the clock above them and noticed the time it was 8:00 pm.

 “I have to go or else I’ll be in big trouble. I really enjoyed talking to you. Do you maybe want to be friends?” Grace asked. 

“Sure, can I have your number?” Kai said. Grace gave Kai her number then they both waved goodbye and left for their houses. 

Once Grace reached home, Mrs Jones was waiting for her in the living room. “Where were you?” Mrs Jones asked. 

“I was at the library reading. Mr Johnson said I could stay after school for a while to read.”  Grace replied as she left for her room. 

“I’m making dinner now, it’ll be done soon so make sure you’re down by then.” Mrs Jones said. Grace entered her room and lay on the bed. She pulled out a diary and wrote in it. “Dear  diary , Today when in school around hometime when I was packing all my stuff to go home I felt someone pulling me. I turned around to see who It was and it was an extremely tall guy. I don’t know what happened but I couldn’t speak. I just stared into his beautiful eyes until he called to me. His voice was dazzling and deep.” Just then Mrs Jones called out to Grace and she got up and left to the dining room. 

The next day, Grace woke up to Mrs Jones coming into her room. “ There’s someone outside waiting for you,” Mrs Jones said.

 “Who?” Grace questioned

 “A guy,” Mrs Jones replied. Grace got up, made her bed, got dressed and went downstairs. When she reached downstairs she saw Kai waiting for her. “Hey, want to come to the nearby cafe with me?” Kai asked. 

“Sure,” Grace replied.

 “Let’s go then.” They got up and left for the cafe. When at the cafe Kai asked 

“Will you be my girlfriend?” Grace sat there silently not knowing what to say. She had a bit of feelings for Kai but she still likes her ex. Grace agreed and watched Kai jump in delight. Maybe it was better for her and maybe she could finally forget about her ex. “I forgot to tell you that my older brother is coming to join us. If you don’t mind, of course.” Kai said. “It’s fine,” Grace replied. 10 minutes later while Grace and Kai were talking a guy came into the cafe and sat down next to them. “Hey” the guy said. Grace recognized the voice and  looked up at him.“B-Beomgyu?” Grace said, appalled. Beomgyu looked down at Grace. Kai stared at them both confused. “You two know each other?” Kai said. “No we don’t.” Grace and Kai replied at the same time. 

“Alright then. I’m going to go order. I’ll be back soon.” Kai said. After Kai left, 

Beomgyu said irritatedly, “Why are you here?!”

 “I was invited here.” Grace said annoyed. 

“What are you doing with my brother?” Beomgyu said. 

“I haven’t done anything!” Grace said, almost yelling. As Grace got up to leave, Beomgyu said “I’m sorry for yelling at you.”

 Grace said “It’s fine” as she sat back down.

 “You know, I s-still have f-feeling for y-you.” Grace said anxiously. 

“If we’re being honest I still kind of have a crush on you too. That’s why I got mad at you earlier because I couldn’t stand the fact that you were going to date my brother, not me.” Beomgyu said. Grace nodded. 

“Do you actually like Kai?” Beomgyu said hoping she would say no. 

“No, not really, he’s cute but he’s not my type.” Grace replied.

 “Would you like to be my girlfriend then?” Beomgyu said. 

“Sure, but we have to keep it a secret for now because I already told Kai that I would be his girlfriend.” Grace said. 

“How are we supposed to keep it a secret?” Beomgyu said curiously. 

“I’ll publicly date Kai and then secretly date you at the same time.” Grace replied. “Alright” Beomgyu replied. Just then Kai came back and the two stopped talking. 

“I’m back with the drinks.” Kai said while putting the drinks on the table. He had heard everything but instead of confronting them he had opened the lids of their drinks and poured a white powder into their drinks and stirred it.

After everyone had gone home it was already 11pm and really dark. Mrs Jones was already asleep so Grace went to her room, changed into her pajamas and lay down on the bed. As soon as she layed on her bed she fell asleep instantly. Her bedroom door cracked open and Kai walked in. “I can’t believe you betrayed me with my own brother.” Kai said. “You messed with the wrong guy.” Kai said. Just then Kai picked Grace up and took her to the nearby forest, took a lighter out of his pocket, lit it, threw it on her sleeping body and laughed as her body crumbled away as the fire raged.

As winter had come to an end, Grace had visited Mr Jones every day for the past couple of days. Every day she checked around for anything that could help her find out about Mr Jones. For the first week Grace hadn’t found anything, but in the second week she found something that stunned her. One day Grace had returned from school and went to her room. Her room was basic and plain. The walls were painted white, her bed was grey with black sheets on top and a mini desk was set up next to her bed. Earlier in school Mr Johnson had told Grace about a new bookstore near the school and she wanted to ask Mrs Jones if she would take her there. While Grace was walking towards Mrs Jones’ room she overheard her on the phone. “You gave her the meat right?”

“Yes, of course I gave it to her a couple of weeks ago.”

“Are you planning to tell her soon?”

“I can’t. She doesn’t know what I did to my husband and she must never know.” said Mrs Jones.

 Grace was puzzled and thought to herself why was Mrs Jones talking about the meat she had eaten? What did she do to Mr Jones that she didn’t want to tell anyone? The next two days had passed and Grace had noticed that Mrs Jones was acting really kind to her. When Grace had first come Mrs Jones would mostly ignore her. She would only talk to her for dinner or something important but now she was being really nice to Grace, trying to get close to her. Grace found it strange but ignored it thinking that she must have just wanted to try and make a bond with her because they live together. It would be better if they connect with each other since they live together.

At night, Grace would always notice Mrs Jones quietly sneaking out of her room and near Grace’s room. Grace had known why she did this since Mrs Jones had done this often. She was going to Mr Jones’ room. Grace had known this since she had always kept her door open so she could hear Mrs Jones. Grace had found it hard to sleep during the nights so she would spy on Mrs Jones and on the nights Mrs Jones was asleep she would gaze at the shooting stars. Grace had always questioned herself about Mrs Jones. While Grace was thinking, Mrs Jones came in to check if Grace was asleep. Grace quickly jerked on the covers and began to fake sleep. After Mrs Jones checked Grace  was asleep she left and went to Mr Jones’ room, Grace got up and followed her into the bedroom. Mrs Jones had gone into the bathroom and Grace was spying on her from the bedroom with the bedroom door open just in case Mrs Jones came out so she could just dash out of the room without Mrs Jones knowing she was ever there. Grace peeked her head through the door and saw Mrs Jones kneeled next to Mr Jones “Don’t worry my love, you’ll always be mine.”

 “I’ll never leave you and you won’t either.” Mrs Jones said to Mr Jones. Just then Grace realized that Mrs Jones was a psycho who was madly in love with Mr Jones even after he died. Mrs Jones walked towards the bathroom door to leave and Grace ran out of the bedroom into hers. Once Grace got to her room she laid on her bed and pulled the covers over her small fragile body. “I can’t tell anyone about this if she finds out I told someone she would definitely do something to make me pay for telling,” Grace mumbled under her breath. 

 The next morning once Grace had got ready for school, Mrs Jones dragged her onto the side of the pavement and said “I know that you were spying on me last night and you know everything I did.” Grace stood there anxiously not knowing what to say or do. “You better not tell anyone or else.” Mrs Jones said. Grace was terrified and just nodded her head and then got into the car. Once Grace had got to school she saw one of her closest friends called Rose near the gates waving at her. Grace ran up to her and waved back at her then they both walked to their classes. Once they got there the teacher wasn’t in so they didn’t have to do anything. After a while Grace had remembered what Mrs Jones had said and got extremely nervous and scared. She asked Rose if she could follow her to the bathroom and Rose agreed. When inside the bathroom Grace broke down and  told Rose everything. “It’s fine, no matter what, remember I’ll always be here for you,” Rose said. Once Rose had calmed her down they both went to their next class. When they left someone walked out of the bathroom stall. He had heard everything they had said and ran off to his next class.

As winter had come to an end, Grace had visited Mr Jones every day for the past couple of days. Every day she checked around for anything that could help her find out about Mr Jones. For the first week Grace hadn’t found anything, but in the second week she found something that stunned her. One day Grace had returned from school and went to her room. Her room was basic and plain. The walls were painted white, her bed was grey with black sheets on top and a mini desk was set up next to her bed. Earlier in school Mr Johnson had told Grace about a new bookstore near the school and she wanted to ask Mrs Jones if she would take her there. While Grace was walking towards Mrs Jones’ room she overheard her on the phone. “You gave her the meat right?”

“Yes, of course I gave it to her a couple of weeks ago.”

“Are you planning to tell her soon?”

“I can’t. She doesn’t know what I did to my husband and she must never know.” said Mrs Jones.

 Grace was puzzled and thought to herself why was Mrs Jones talking about the meat she had eaten? What did she do to Mr Jones that she didn’t want to tell anyone? The next two days had passed and Grace had noticed that Mrs Jones was acting really kind to her. When Grace had first come Mrs Jones would mostly ignore her. She would only talk to her for dinner or something important but now she was being really nice to Grace, trying to get close to her. Grace found it strange but ignored it thinking that she must have just wanted to try and make a bond with her because they live together. It would be better if they connect with each other since they live together.

At night, Grace would always notice Mrs Jones quietly sneaking out of her room and near Grace’s room. Grace had known why she did this since Mrs Jones had done this often. She was going to Mr Jones’ room. Grace had known this since she had always kept her door open so she could hear Mrs Jones. Grace had found it hard to sleep during the nights so she would spy on Mrs Jones and on the nights Mrs Jones was asleep she would gaze at the shooting stars. Grace had always questioned herself about Mrs Jones. While Grace was thinking, Mrs Jones came in to check if Grace was asleep. Grace quickly jerked on the covers and began to fake sleep. After Mrs Jones checked Grace  was asleep she left and went to Mr Jones’ room, Grace got up and followed her into the bedroom. Mrs Jones had gone into the bathroom and Grace was spying on her from the bedroom with the bedroom door open just in case Mrs Jones came out so she could just dash out of the room without Mrs Jones knowing she was ever there. Grace peeked her head through the door and saw Mrs Jones kneeled next to Mr Jones “Don’t worry my love, you’ll always be mine.”

 “I’ll never leave you and you won’t either.” Mrs Jones said to Mr Jones. Just then Grace realized that Mrs Jones was a psycho who was madly in love with Mr Jones even after he died. Mrs Jones walked towards the bathroom door to leave and Grace ran out of the bedroom into hers. Once Grace got to her room she laid on her bed and pulled the covers over her small fragile body. “I can’t tell anyone about this if she finds out I told someone she would definitely do something to make me pay for telling,” Grace mumbled under her breath. 

 The next morning once Grace had got ready for school, Mrs Jones dragged her onto the side of the pavement and said “I know that you were spying on me last night and you know everything I did.” Grace stood there anxiously not knowing what to say or do. “You better not tell anyone or else.” Mrs Jones said. Grace was terrified and just nodded her head and then got into the car. Once Grace had got to school she saw one of her closest friends called Rose near the gates waving at her. Grace ran up to her and waved back at her then they both walked to their classes. Once they got there the teacher wasn’t in so they didn’t have to do anything. After a while Grace had remembered what Mrs Jones had said and got extremely nervous and scared. She asked Rose if she could follow her to the bathroom and Rose agreed. When inside the bathroom Grace broke down and  told Rose everything. “It’s fine, no matter what, remember I’ll always be here for you,” Rose said. Once Rose had calmed her down they both went to their next class. When they left someone walked out of the bathroom stall. He had heard everything they had said and ran off to his next class.

Grace glazed down at the corpse in front of her. His eyes were as red as wine and had seemed to have been torn out of his eyelids. His skin is as pale as the moon. His scent was as rotten as decayed sauerkraut. His bones sticking out of his skin like they’re ready to pop out  at any second. His clothing was dim however it still was as red as a ruby. His body looked like it had been there for ages and it had been corroded. His body lying lifelessly in the fountain of blood. 

Grace stared at  the corpse in front of her. She moved forward and noticed that he was almost a skeleton. His body seemed rotten and old. His hand was sticking outside of the bathtub. She moved forward and grabbed his hand and felt it, it was as rough as sand and it was boiling hot. Grace was transfixed.  

As Grace was admiring Mr Jones she felt she was being watched. As she turned to leave, she bumped into Mrs Jones. “What were you doing in there?” said Mrs Jones. “I was trying to find you but I got lost,” Grace replied. Mrs Jones nodded and took Grace to her room and said “It’s not what you think” assuming Grace had already seen Mr Jones. Mrs Jones hadn’t really liked the idea of having an evacuee stay in her house as she had felt uneasy just in case they would discover Mr Jones and just that had happened but she had made a plan.

“As you have found the corpse, I thought I should speak to you about this.” Grace slightly nodded her head. “ As you may already know, the body belonged to my husband.” 

“He went out to fight in the war, even though I told him not to because he was in a really bad condition at the time.” 

“One day in the winter, after I had got all my groceries, it was extremely dark and since I used to live in a small village near the woods, the government had advised everyone to not stay out after 7pm for too long.”

“Because I didn’t want to stay out for too long after dark I took a shortcut in a small alley that led to my house.” 

“While walking down the alleyway I heard a thunderous noise coming from another street near me, it sounded a bit like a gunshot.”

“I went to check it out and what I saw almost made me have a panic attack, right in front of my eyes. I saw my own husband get shot by many people, who looked like they were in a gang and ever since then I’ve been anxious about him because I was scared of something happening to him.” Grace stayed silent. “Please don’t tell anyone about this, if someone gets to know about this then he’ll get taken away from me and I’ll never be able to see him anymore. This is our little secret okay? No one must ever know about this apart from us.” Grace silently nodded. Mrs Jones signaled her to leave her room. Grace stood up and left the room. But what Mrs Jones didn’t know was that Grace was going to keep it a secret for now to gain her trust but she wouldn’t keep it a secret forever.

That night Grace couldn’t fall asleep. She spent all night thinking about whether Mrs Jones had told the truth and if she should tell anyone about this. Grace stayed up all night thinking about why Mrs Jones couldn’t have just buried Mr Jones and visited his grave. Had Mrs Jones done something unpleasant to Mr Jones? Had she not found him? Had she perhaps of murdered him? “No she couldn’t have” Grace muttered to herself. 

The next morning once Mrs Jones had left for work Grace sneaked back into Mrs Jones room. Grace had planned this all night. She was going to sneak in and see if she could find anything that could help find out what had happened to Mr Jones. Once inside the room she quietly sneaked into the bathroom. While entering the bathroom, Grace had almost tripped over. She looked down at the floor to see a puddle of blood on the floor. Grace was stunned and nervous. Why was there blood all over the floor? Even though Grace was terrified she still went further in. Once she’d reached the bathroom she saw the same corpse of Mr Jones that she had seen before. After searching for almost half an hour she gave up since Mrs Jones was probably going to be back at any time now. Grace got up to leave and went back to her bedroom. 

10 minutes later Mrs Jones came back. Once Grace had heard the door close she had heard footsteps coming towards her room, then there was a knock on the door. “Come In!” Grace had silently yelled but loud enough for Mrs Jones to hear. Mrs Jones came in “ I’m making dinner soon, it’ll be done in 20 minutes so make sure you’re down by then.” Mrs Jones said and left. Once she had left Grace got up and made her way downstairs. When Grace reached downstairs Mrs Jones was sitting at the dinner table smiling waiting for her. In Front of her were two plates of meat. Grace sat in front of Mrs Jones and started eating. After taking a couple bites Grace had noticed the food tasted strange. Grace glanced up at Mrs Jones to see that she hadn’t taken a single bite of her food. “Aren’t you going to eat?” Grace asked, confused. “I’m not hungry right now.” “Why did you make a plate for yourself then?” Grace asked “I made it for myself then realized I didn’t want it. I’ll just put it in the refrigerator and have it another time.” Mrs Jones replied. Over the months Mrs Jones and Grace bonded really well.

Grace Smith hadn’t liked the idea of leaving home. She didn’t understand the purpose of leaving home. She could take care of herself; she didn’t need anyone to do that for her. Grace gazed out the window, beyond miles of the snow-covered fields. Ever since she’d got here she had been forced to live in the little storage room which was in the back of the house near the garden. Mrs Jones had forced her into the storage room although she’d had an extra room she’d told me it was her husband’s room and she wasn’t going to give it to some stranger. 

Her first day of school had passed by. The teacher was a tender-hearted man named Mr Johnson. He was shocked when he’d discovered that Grace had never been to a school before since she had a poor family. Mr Johnson had also discovered that Grace was incredible in her studies. He was surprised that she had never been to a school before but she was this good at reading and writing. Grace had told him she liked to read. She sat at the front of the classroom. Mr Johnson came up to her and gave her some books and for the last half of the day she spent her time reading. Soon the school bell rang and she left school.

Once she had reached back at Mrs Jones house she searched for her but couldn’t find her anywhere. Grace started to get anxious. While walking to her room she heard a noise from upstairs. She quietly and slowly went upstairs. She heard a noise from Mr Jones’ husband’s room. She was curious but she ignored it since the door was locked and Mrs Jones always made sure to lock it. I just ignored it and didn’t think anything of it since Mrs Jones had always told me sternly to never go inside that room so I went back to my room. 

Late at night, Grace stood at the small dim window and glared outside in the pitch black sky. She had heard Mrs Jones’ voice` a while ago so she assumed that Mrs Jones was back. It was currently 01:30 AM and Grace had been trying to take a nap but had failed. She’d felt starved so she decided to go downstairs to the kitchen. Even though she wasn’t allowed to go out of her room in the middle of the night  she still did. While making her way to the kitchen she heard a noise from Mr Jones room again. This time she couldn’t help but be curious. Just then she heard footsteps so she hid behind the enormous staircase. Mrs Jones came out of Mr Jones’s room and went into hers. Once she had left, Grace went upstairs and into Mr Jone’s room. When she went inside she smelt an awful smell coming from the bathroom. She went into the bathroom to see the most horrifying sight she’s ever seen in her life. What she saw almost made her collapse. She saw an unrecognizable decomposing body laying in a fountain of blood.

Dear Mum,

Thank you for the bag of fruits I ate on the train. They gave us gas masks just incase they decided to bomb the countryside. Don’t worry about me mum, I have a lot of things to keep me safe. I’m sure that I’ll be fine. 

After what seemed like ages we arrived at the village. After we got there it was very late at night. The streets were pitch black so we couldn’t see well. The village was also dead quiet since there was no one around us.

Once I had arrived I was sent to live with a family. The family lived in a small village. They took me in happily and they seemed so excited to have me stay for quite a while. The first person I met there was a woman. She seemed like a nice woman. She welcomed me to their house and invited me inside the cottage.

Once we entered the cottage it was very cozy and warm.The cottage was in a small village called Gatwick, Yorkshire I was glad that the cottage was warm since it was extremely cold outside. I also wanted to thank you for sending an enormous warm puffy jacket with me. It kept me right warm. The family lived in a little cottage in a small village.

The woman led me upstairs and I followed her. Once we got upstairs I found 2 other children standing there. They were both girls and looked to be around the age of 12-14 years old. The woman told me that her name was Sophia. Then Sophia  told me that the 2 children in front of me were her daughters. I smiled and waved at them and did the same back. I also found out that I would be sharing a room with the 2 girls.

The family I’m living with right now enrolled me into a new school.The new school I’m going to is called King James’s. The school I go to is close near the cottage so if theres a bomb then I can go home quickly and I’ll also be safe. I love my school. It’s really enjoyable. I really like break time since I get to go to the school’s garden and sit down on the bench and read my favorite fantasy books.

I hope you and dad are alright and safe. I really want this war to end already so I can come back home. I missed when I used to play out in the rain and you and dad would scold me for getting sick afterwards. Even though I like the family I’m living with right now I still feel miserable. I still don’t feel happy because I don’t have you and dad beside me and I’m also far away from you and dad. I miss you so much I wish things could go back to normal. I hope that dad is alright and soon beats Mr ******. 

Your loving daughter- Grace.

My secret is made of-

The misery of the unsatisfied birds chirping,

The cries of the traumatized children,

The scream of the distressing ghost,

The cries of the ones who have departed their lives.

I found it-

Trapped on the outline of a clif,

Chased by the enormous kangaroos in the boiling deserts of Australia,

Snagged on the center of the roadside, 

Caging the warmth and adoration in hearts and changing them to steel.

My secret can- 

Catch all the affection and kindness and make it overflood with anxiety and distress,

And shatter aside Mount Everest till it’s put pieces of dust, 

And devastate the hearts of even the most warm-hearted people.

If i lost this secret-

The hearts of millions would shatter along with the Earth’s core, 

slowly disappearing…

Shining green lights gleam in the pitch black sky, hauling with life. The ghostly ship is as quiet as a mouse. The dim sea which screams terror. The tragic deep sea full of lifeless fish and dead sharks. Once you go into it you may regret it. Time flies by but still no-one can rescue you. As time passes by, still no-one passes by. Not a single person dares to step a single foot onto that ship. Crash! All of a sudden the crashing roar of the thunder occurs. The light rays of the thunder are as loud as a bomb hitting Earth.