The horrifying tale of a teacher pushed to the edge of sanity an taking the fall.
A few months ago she started to talk normally and sometimes I take her to a movie. I’m glad she better but I’m still a little freaked out. I told her that they found Mr. Kresges body but it was really one of the janitors. Sometimes at night I hear the floor creak and I imagine it’s him.When I’m walking home from work I hear footsteps behind me but I only see shadows and hear the strange sound of someone whispering “Tiptoe through the tulips”.
All names have been changed to protect the innocent.
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