Emma just lay there and was completely lost in her mind, thinking only one thing ”What am I going to do?”. Later that day someone knocked on the door. Emma, standing in the kitchen turned her head towards it and felt a chill going down her spine. She just stod there and starred at the door. She finally got the courage to open it. When Emma walked towards the door she stopped thinking who it might be. She opened the door and her mom, Maria walked in.
- Emma, why took it so long for you to come and open the door?
- Sorry.
- Now, how was it in school today?
Emma thought for herself, ”am I going to tell her about the messages I’ve been getting?”. She finally realised she had to tell her. And so she did.
Maria said the they need to take it up with the mentor of the class, but Emma said she didn’t want to make a big deal of it, and said she should talk to Rebecka, because she thought it was she who wrote the messages.
Emma’s mom called Rebecka and they were talking for quite some time and got her side of the story. When they finally stopped talking, Maria said:
- Emma, she wants to say something to you.
Emma took the phone.
- Hi, she said with a low voice.
- Hi, I know I’ve been a bit mad at you.
- Not something I haven’t notised. Can’t blame you.
- Yes.
They were quiet for a moment until rebecka said:
- I did write the messages, I guess I was jealous and mad at you.
- Thanks, It was really scary. Now that I know it was you, I feel a lot safer now.
- Sorry for what I did to you, I just couldn’t handle it.
- Just don’t do something like that again.
Emma woke up in her bed, her pillow was all wet of tears and she realised it was all a dream.
