Instructions:
Read the beginning of the story below and then continue writing it. Make sure your story has an interesting twist, includes dialogue, and wraps up with a creative ending. You can be funny, mysterious, or adventurous — it’s up to you! Write at least two paragraphs to complete the story.
Story Starter:
You were sitting in the back of the classroom, half-listening to the lesson while scrolling on your phone under the desk. A new notification popped up. But this one wasn’t from a friend, a game, or even a teacher’s reminder—it was from an unknown number.
“You have 10 minutes to get to Room 113 before it’s too late.”
You stared at the message, confused. Room 113? That room had been empty all year. Maybe it was a prank. You showed your friend next to you, and their eyes widened.
“Dude,” they whispered. “I just got the same text.”
Before you could respond, the classroom lights flickered. Then, for just a second, every phone in the room buzzed at the same time. But when you checked again, the message had disappeared.
Now, it’s your turn:
- What happens next?
- Who sent the message?
- What (or who) is waiting in Room 113?
- Do you and your friend go check it out or ignore it?
Use your imagination to finish the story in a way that will surprise your classmates!
10 Responses
You and your friend sneak into Room 113, where a cloaked figure steps from the shadows, holding a glowing stone. “I knew you’d come,” they say. “You’re the ones who can stop the curse or let it consume you.” Heart pounding, you exchange a glance with your friend and ask, “What do we do?” ready to face whatever this mystery holds.
You were sitting in the back of the classroom, half-listening to the lesson while scrolling on your phone under the desk. A new notification popped up. But this one wasn’t from a friend, a game, or even a teacher’s reminder—it was from an unknown number.
“You have 10 minutes to get to Room 113 before it’s too late.”
You stared at the message, confused. Room 113? That room had been empty all year. Maybe it was a prank. You showed your friend next to you, and their eyes widened.
“Dude,” they whispered. “I just got the same text.”
Before you could respond, the classroom lights flickered. Then, for just a second, every phone in the room buzzed at the same time. But when you checked again, the message had disappeared.
After that, all the lights turned off. Except for the lights toward room 113, it was like a clear path. You and your friend go to investigate, but you notice the teachers lined up on the edges of the hall. They keep repeating “113” and nothing else. They all had a blank, dead expression that was unreadable.
You and the rest of the students decide to investigate. Upon seeing the room, it dawns on you that 113 was the only room with functioning power. Entering 113, The rest of the class stuck behind you, holding a ruler and sharpened pencils for protection. The lights flicker again, leaving a cold and terrifying atmosphere in the room. Once the lights stay on, you realize… It was all a prank. A prank was pulled on the students by the principal. The teachers laugh it off, while you and your friends tread back to the classroom.
The lights flicker some more. Me and my friend Jasmine decide to go check it out on our lunch break. We decide to go to room 113 to find out who sent that text. When we walked in to the classroom we see a phone and a purple jacket. But besides those items the room was empty and had boxes. We grabbed the phone and it was a picture of some girl named Samatha that got expelled from the school. And out of our surprised Samatha jumps out of a corner and scares us. ” How did you get in here?” Me and my friend Jasmine say at the same time. ” I climbed threw the window.” I wondered if this girl was insane or not.I began to text people in the class to tell the teacher that it was Samatha that got expelled. The principle, vice principle, and everybody came to get Samatha out of this school.
You were sitting in the back of the classroom, half-listening to the lesson while scrolling on your phone under the desk. A new notification popped up. But this one wasn’t from a friend, a game, or even a teacher’s reminder—it was from an unknown number. I answer the phone and someone said something they said get of your phone it was the teacher And then my phone was taken.
Then all of our phones had red screens with a timer counting down from 10. Most of us started to panic and ask each other if it was one of us that’s doing this then we heard a knock on the door, no answer. The knock grew louder but no one responded, not one of us decided to open the door. The class room went silent no one made a noise, the door slowly opened up all the way to revival nothing that was behind the door. I checked my phone, the timer was at 6.10. I started to see if there was something at the door. I looked around the hallways, nothing was there, I looked back at my class telling them that it was fine. suddenly a hand suddenly grabs my leg dragging me into a different room and slowly closes the door. The timers stop. Then a message came into their phones and said “A victim was all I needed” Later on people came into the room only to find a message on the wall saying “A victim was all I needed.” The end.
You and your friend exchanged uneasy glances. The classroom was eerily quiet after the buzz, and everyone seemed to be looking around, unsure of what had just happened. Your heart raced in your chest. “What the hell just happened?” you muttered.
“Should we go check it out?” your friend asked, clearly torn between fear and uncertainty.
You hesitated. Room 113 had always been closed off, and no one had ever talked about it. It wasn’t even listed on the school map. But that message… it seemed too strange to ignore. “Let’s go.”
You both stood up cautiously, trying to blend in with the group of students heading to their next classes. You looked at your phone: 8 minutes left. You moved through the halls quickly, trying to stay out of sight of teachers or security cameras. The closer you got to room 113, the more you noticed the air felt colder.
Who and where
“What?”
Suddenly,
Your heart was pounding. Your phone vibrated again, the same unfamiliar number sending one last message: “Now, the game begins.”
Me
As you turned to run, the shadows in the mirror twisted and writhed. But as you reached for the door handle, it swung open on its own and you found yourself back in the hallway, as if nothing had happened. The bell rang in the distance, signaling the start of the next
Confused and still in shock, you looked at your friend. “What just happened?”
They shrugged, voices shaking. “I don’t know… but I think we’ve become part of something much bigger than that…”
And as you walked to class, you couldn’t shake the feeling that something, or someone, was happening.
Everyone decides to sit back down and ignore it but I couldn’t ignore it. I asked my teacher if I could go to the bathroom and she said yes but to not step foot into room 113 I said okay but I was going in that room anyways. I head towards room 113. I quietly open the door and sneak in and see a huge portal. I slowly walk towards it and I stick my hand in it but I immediately get sucked in I get teleported back to the classroom and realize that I’m stuck in a time loop because I didn’t listen. it’s been 113 days and finally I’m free from the time loop but once I returned I realized that I’ve been reported missing. I will be found in 113 years.
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Before you could respond, the classroom lights flickered. Then, for just a second, every phone in the room buzzed at the same time. But when you checked again, the message had disappeared.
The lights began to flicker even more and the crowd looked around in fear and confusion. Everyone started to get paranoid and people started to panic. We started to think it was a girl named Juliana, we all thought this because she went missing a few days before and before she did she said and I quote ¨ when I pass away I´m going to haunt this school and this town ¨. Everyone in the school including me went to go check out room 113 and once the door opened the lights went out and the room was covered in blood and there was chairs on the floor and the closest was opened. 2 students went to see what was in the closet and once they did they screamed in fear. They started to hyperventilate we all started to yell ẅhat´s going on? Those 2 students started to yell ¨Its Juliana shes in the closet dead covered in blood¨.