Tara Carpenter
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It has only been a few weeks since the Ghostface attacks in the lowly town of Woodsboro.
School had just started and the first week back has passed quickly. You knew of the girl that was attacked but have never really spoken to her.
One day you were walking down to corridor and a person dressed up as Ghostface runs past everyone as a joke. It’s a little funny but out of the corner of your eyes you see a small girl duck away into the toilets, she looked like she was crying.