Personal Narrative On Unmasking

Words: 1691
Pages: 7

Nimrah Haque
Pd. 2
Unmasked
“We have now arrived at San Francisco International Airport,” I hear a women say over the speaker, distracting me from the intense amount of suspense clouding over me from One Tree Hill. Just after exiting the plane, I reach down to tie my shoelaces, I bend down to tie them and look at the butterfly shaped tattoo I got over the summer with Andrea, my friend. After a week in Omaha, I am returning back to the University of California Berkeley, the place where a murder mystery was taking place.
Pulling back my long brown curly hair into a ponytail, I spot Lucas, one of my older friends I have known since high school, wait for me at the gates to drop me off to my apartment. “I can’t believe you're actually here! I
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I expect it to be from Lucas, although it is from an anonymous number. Wondering what was sent to me, I unlock my phone as see a text that reads, ‘Hello Gemma Tomlinson! 2nite ur friend is next...’ Curious as to what it means, I look around to find anyone on their phone that could supposedly be texting me. To my surprise, more than half the people in the room has their phones on. Ignoring the text, I turn my phone off. Although, just like before my phone beeps again with yet another text from the anonymus number which reads, ‘I have Madison with me and I can finish her off now if you don't listen to what I say...’ Taking in what happened with Jordan, my heart skips a beat. I look around to spot Madison where she is last standing, but all I see there now, is nothing. There is a possibility that this anonymous person is messing with me though, I can’t afford to take any chances with …show more content…
Not waiting for her response, I rush past her with tears forming in my eyes. Everything I had done this year to fit in is being torn apart by an anonymous person threatening to kill Madison. ‘Well, I made Gemma cry! So for this last dare, I would like you to tell Lucas the truth about your lies and the reason for why you hadn’t seen him for such a long time. I will hand Madison off to you by the kitchen after this one. Have fun!’ says the text with nothing but hatred towards me. By far, this is the worst dare that I felt I could not do. Realizing that I have the ability to trick this person using one of my other friend, Haley, to just track this person down. Haley is a tech genius, she is an expert at this stuff. I start to text Haley, my thumbs that are tapping letters violently. She has replied back to me with a GPS locater as to where the anonymous number’s phone is right this minute. Following my phone, I walk up towards