I gazed around the room, a sense of dread washing over me. I could feel the threatening prescence in my 'safe' home. I'm Hope Cora, a 14 year old girl who pretty much has no life. My blue eyes had been filled with fear at the time- Something was with me and it wasn't friendly. I could feel it lurking around. I was texting Eve, a friend of mine at this time. It was about 3:00 AM. Everyone in the house was asleep, aside from me and my cat, who has disappeared without a trace his year. This story took place in 2015- Here's what I think about it and how I suppose the legend goes.

At 3:00 AM, a mysterious shadowy ball will choose people to torture. And sadly; one of those people were me.