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00:00It was the last day of 8th grade, a day filled with excitement and bittersweet farewells.

00:06My middle school was massive, with over a thousand students buzzing around,

00:10scribbling signatures and silly messages in each other's yearbooks.

00:14To keep things organized, teachers collected our yearbooks and passed them around different classrooms,

00:20ensuring everyone got a chance to sign.

00:23But this system had flaws.

00:24Anyone could write anything, and some kids used it to leave cruel notes for people they didn't like.

00:30Teachers did their best to keep things under control, but with so many students, it was impossible to catch everything.

00:37While I got my yearbook back at the end of the day, I flipped through it, smiling at the goofy messages from my friends.

00:43Then, something strange caught my eye.

00:45There, below the photo of a boy I'd never seen before, was a signature.

00:49His name was Samuel Robinson III, a name I'll never forget.

00:53His message was short and unsettling.

00:56It read,

00:57Have a great summer. I'll see you again.

00:59I stared at it, confused.

01:01I'd never met this kid, never even spoken to him.

01:04But the school year was over, so there was nothing I could do.

01:08I brushed it off as a weird mistake and try not to think about it.

01:11That night, I hosted a sleepover in my basement with my best friends, Kevin, David, and Kieran.

01:18We stuffed our faces with Doritos and played video games until the early hours.

01:22My parents' bedroom was three floors above, so we didn't worry about keeping quiet.

01:28Around two in the morning, we were messing around on my dad's rowing machine when a sharp knock echoed from the storm door.

01:34We froze.

01:35Who would knock on the basement door at this hour?

01:37The knocks continued, steady and rhythmic, like someone was trying to get our attention, without waking the house.

01:44Before I could stop him, Kieran shouted,

01:46Who's there?

01:47I cringed.

01:48He'd just announced we were down here.

01:50After a long pause, a muffled voice answered, cheerful and high-pitched, like a teenager trying to sound friendly.

01:57Come to the back door, he said.

01:58It didn't make sense.

02:00Why was a kid outside my house in the middle of the night?

02:02My friends thought it was thrilling, like some kind of adventure, and they pressured me to check it out.

02:08Against my better judgment, I agreed.

02:11We crept upstairs, careful not to make noise.

02:14Through the glass pane by the back door, I saw a shadowy figure under the dim porch light.

02:19As I got closer, his face came into view, and my stomach dropped.

02:23It was him, Samuel Robinson III.

02:26The kid who'd signed my yearbook.

02:28My friends moved to open the door, but I stopped them, whispering that I knew who he was.

02:33I told them about the yearbook message, and their excitement faded.

02:37Samuel was still outside, watching us.

02:40He must have seen my panic, because he started motioning toward the side of the house, like he wanted me to open a window.

02:46I didn't want to engage, but my friends insisted we at least talk to him.

02:51So, I cracked open the kitchen window, just enough to hear him.

02:54What do you want?

02:56I asked, my voice shaky.

02:57He smiled.

02:58Oh, you got my message.

03:00He introduced himself as Sam, and said he'd always watched me from afar, that we could have been friends.

03:06I nodded, trying to stay calm.

03:08But inside, I was freaking out.

03:11There was no way I'd ever be friends with this kid.

03:13I had to know.

03:14So I asked, how do you know where I live?

03:17He didn't answer.

03:18The silence was heavy.

03:19Before I could say anything else, David snapped, calling him a creepy stalker and telling him to leave.

03:26Sam's smile vanished.

03:27His head tilted, like he was confused.

03:30Then his face twisted into something dark, almost hateful.

03:34He started screaming, saying he hated my friends, that we should all die, and spitting out personal details he shouldn't have known.

03:42He lunged at the window, trying to force it open.

03:45I slammed it shut and locked it.

03:47He banged on the glass, snarling like a wild animal, inches from breaking it.

03:52The noise must have woken my parents, because they came rushing downstairs, demanding to know what was happening.

03:58Sam bolted.

03:59I explained everything as fast as I could, and my dad ran outside in his pajamas, but Sam was gone.

04:06My parents didn't call the police, thinking it was just a kid being weird.

04:10They told us to go back to sleep, and said they'd handle it with the school in the morning.

04:14I barely slept, my mind racing.

04:17The next day, my parents contacted the school, and we learned something chilling.

04:22Samuel Robinson III had been expelled weeks before the school year ended.

04:26He shouldn't have been there on the last day.

04:27His photo was in the yearbook, because it was printed before his expulsion, but that meant he'd snuck into the school just to sign mine.

04:34No one could find him or his family.

04:36It was like they'd vanished.

04:38The school tried to keep it quiet, but I was terrified.

04:41How did he know where I lived?

04:42Why me?

04:43The theory was that Sam was a troubled kid who'd fixated on me, for some unknown reason.

04:48Maybe even stalked me for weeks.

04:49My parents were on edge for months, but we never talked about it again.

04:54It was too unsettling.

04:56Living in that house never felt the same after that night.

04:59Years later, on the last day of my senior year in high school, another strange incident shook me.

05:04It was May 2019, and the graduation ceremony was still a few days away.

05:10As tradition, the seniors gathered at the clock tower on campus to celebrate, and by 10 at night, over a thousand of us were packed into the courtyard, drinking and reminiscing.

05:21It was bittersweet, but the relief of finishing finals was palpable.

05:25I was with five friends, including Garrett, a guy known for his wild behavior.

05:30He bragged about his fights, spent hours in the gym, and never backed down from challenge.

05:36That night, as we walked home through the city, Garrett's recklessness got us into trouble.

05:41We lived off campus, and the streets weren't always safe, especially late at night.

05:46Homeless people were common, but they usually kept to themselves.

05:49As we crossed the street, a man ran up to us, yelling incoherently.

05:55He stood in the crosswalk, blocking our path, acting erratic.

06:00We laughed nervously and walked around him, trying to avoid trouble.

06:04Everyone except Garrett.

06:05He shouted back, telling the man to get out of the street and stop bothering people.

06:10The man lunged toward Garrett, and we jumped in to pull him back.

06:13The man backed off, still yelling, and we thought it was over.

06:17But Garrett wasn't done.

06:18He charged at the man, screaming, and the guy ran away.

06:22We laughed, thinking it was funny, like scaring off a flock of birds.

06:27But as we continued walking, we noticed the man following us, shouting threats about how

06:32we'd made a mistake.

06:33We heckled him back, hoping he'd leave, but that only made him angrier.

06:37We were drunk, celebrating, and not thinking clearly.

06:41A block from our house, he was still trailing us, and I didn't want him knowing where we

06:46lived.

06:46Garrett took off again, sprinting toward the man, who fled.

06:50We jogged the rest of the way home, thinking we'd lost him.

06:54Hours later, after more partying, I stumbled outside to grab a food delivery and notice

06:59something odd.

07:00The side gate to our backyard was open.

07:02We always tied it shut with twine, so someone had undone it deliberately.

07:07Micah told me it was the man from earlier.

07:09Instead of getting my friends, I decided to check it out myself.

07:13I walk around the house, trying to stay steady.

07:16As I turned the corner into the backyard, a rope tightened around my throat.

07:20I flailed, but someone was strangling me from behind.

07:23I thought I was going to die.

07:25With all my strength, I kicked backward, knocking him off balance.

07:28We hit the ground, and I gasped for air.

07:31He clawed at my face, drawing blood, before I threw him off.

07:36He scrambled to his feet and ran into the darkness.

07:39I staggered back to the house, blood streaming down my face.

07:43My friends called an ambulance, and I ended up in the hospital.

07:48The cuts weren't deep, but I needed shots to protect against infections.

07:51The police weren't much help, and since I was moving out soon, there wasn't much I could do.

07:57The worst part was the scars on my face, visible in all my graduation photos.

08:02Garrett felt terrible, and tried to make it up to me, but I didn't blame him.

08:06I just hoped he learned not to provoke people who had nothing to lose.

08:10Back in 7th grade, another eerie memory stuck with me.

08:13There was a kid in my homeroom named Sven, who was, to put it mildly, unusual.

08:18He didn't talk much, always wore the same cargo shorts and oversized burgundy hoodie,

08:24and sat in the same back corner of every classroom.

08:27His deep voice made him a target for bullies, and he had no friends.

08:31During recess, he'd stand alone by the fence near the woods, never playing or interacting.

08:37Some kids said he talked to someone on the other side, but I never saw it myself.

08:41On the last day of school, our middle school had a tradition where students swap classrooms

08:46to mess with teachers.

08:47My friends left to join the fun, but I stayed behind, not wanting to break rules.

08:53Sven was in the class, acting stranger than usual, tapping his foot and glancing around

08:58like he was watching someone.

09:00The room was full of unfamiliar kids, more than I'd expected, given the tradition.

09:05Our teacher, Miss Bell, stepped out to whisper with another teacher, looking uneasy.

09:11They pulled a few kids into the hallway, saying nothing to the rest of us.

09:14Minutes later, the fire alarm blared.

09:17Miss Bell calmly led us outside to the field, where we grouped by homeroom.

09:23As we waited, I glanced back at the school and saw something move in a second-story window.

09:28It was quick, maybe a shadow, but it felt wrong.

09:31The school was supposed to be empty.

09:33Police cars soon arrived, officers rushing inside.

09:36We were sent home early, with no explanation.

09:40Later, my parents told me what the school had shared.

09:43Some kids who didn't attend our school had gotten inside, possibly planning to start a fire.

09:48Miss Bell had found suspicious items in a backpack, and the fire drill was used to flush everyone out.

09:53The most unsettling part?

09:55Sven had led those kids into the school through the side fence during recess.

09:59I never saw him again, and the whole thing left me shaken.

10:03These moments, from Sam's chilling message to Garrett's reckless night, and Sven's strange behavior, have stayed with me.

10:10They're reminders of how quickly things can turn, how the people around us can hide secrets,

10:16and how the places we know best can feel forever changed.

10:19We'll see you next time.

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