We had just started to settle in a week ago and Mark, Callie, and I already hated it here. Now we live in the middle nowhere with no other children. Our first night on Moonlight Drive was nothing to be happy about. It was cold and drafty, even as we tried to warm ourselves by the fire. Since we had three feet of snow last night, nobody would’ve been able to leave the house.(18) As I walked out of my room I got knocked over by my dad running around with a worried look on his face. I’ve learned, from past experiences, if an adult is worried or scared you should be too. When I finally got my dad to come to his senses, told me that Anne’s wedding ring was missing! I asked my dad where she thought she last left it. Apparently, she left it on the bathroom counter where …show more content…
I could tell it still bothered her though because she kept fidgeting with her bare fingers. Dad said to the family that “When the snow has melted we will call for someone who can open the pipes and find the ring.” We got lucky because the had would be melted within eight hours, we called immediately! At seven o’clock in the morning I heard the door open, Anne was letting the plumber in the house. I had gotten my hopes up too soon because the plumber comes tomorrow. It turned out to be Mark, not the plumber. He had done his morning chores earlier than normal, so he had missed out on an entire morning. I gave him a blow by blow of this morning and he said “I know it won’t be in the pipes. Marlee, you just have to believe me on this. And this place is haunted so whatever haunts this place took it.”(13) I told him “Have a positive attitude and you joke around way too much for me to believe you.” He asked, “When have been wrong?” I didn’t answer that one because he’s usually right. The next day we find out the sad truth, it wasn’t in the pipes. Too upset to eat lunch, I went to bed. I even skipped
bottom of the coffee pot. The entire case was just dripping with suspicion; the woman's
to bed. She was fussing the whole time but I heard none of it; I just
However, the girl woke up during the night to a dripping sound. She figured she had left the water on or that there was a leak in a pipe, but she was too tired to go see what the problem was. Being home alone made her a little nervous though, so she put her hand next to the bed to let the dog lick it. She went back to sleep only to wake up again in an hour to the same dripping. She became annoyed but still went back to sleep, letting the dog lick her hand once again. She woke up again in the morning just as her parents were getting h...
Once upon a time deep in a large forest there lived a woodchopper, his wife, and their two children, Hansel and Gretel. It was a beautiful forest, full of trees, flowers and butterflies and streams. Matter of fact, the family had everything they could ever want except for one little thing.
I was sitting with my friend, Pistol on one of the bucking shoots watching the barrel race.
Darkness. There was only darkness for a moment, and in that moment Elizabeth Crane thought, "This is it. I guess this is the end."
One mother told her that she’d dumped water on the kitchen and bathroom floors to clean, not knowing that there were no drains. Another woman said the smoke detector went off while she was cooking— scaring the whole family. She didn’t have the exhaust hood on. Another family broke its garbage disposal, an appliance they’d never seen or used before.
Ellie was running through the woods as fast as she could, her heart pounding with each step. The red glow from the fire and sound of gunshots fading behind her. Ellie was only 14,with her hair a rusty red color, which was thrown back in a pony tail. Her eyes were a bright green. She has been surviving the zombie apocalypse for 3 years now with her father, Joel, until now. Their home has been raided by bandits. Their supplies stolen, their house burned to a crisp, and her father had sacrificed his own life to save her from the bandits. As she ran through the thick, wet brush, her breath heavy and short, all Ellie could feel was fear. Fear and confusion of how she will survive in this dreadful world alone...
While she waited for someone to answer the phone, she thought how much her life had changed this last year. When her grandmother died the previous Christmas, she left her job as a nurse in Waynesboro and came back to the Pocono Mountains to help her grandfather. She never gave it a second thought. Her mother had remarried when Anne was ten, and the trouble began. Her older brother, Danny, was almost out of the house by then and had no problems with the stepfather.
Snow day! I saw myself watching TV. I didn’t go outside, because I had no one to play with. At least that’s what I thought. Until my classmate, friend, and next door neighbor, Claire Nelson knocked on my back door. My brother and I looked at each other saying, “What is she doing here?”
My mom must have heard me because she looked around, but then went straight back to looking at her computer. I then got up and did the stealthy walk. I reached the bathroom and shut the door. The toilet was empty, which was weird since Josh never flushes. But when I looked down, I saw my evidence.
The thud of the metal door brings Emma back to reality. Her hands are still closed into fists. Her body is shaking. Passing her fingers over her forehead, she tries to comb her damp hair and looks at herself in the mirror. Hot flashes paint her pale skin. Her eyes are still closed into slits. She reaches for the lipstick in the bag. Her heart is still pounding. Her fingers are still trembling. The creamy lipstick is a soothing balm for her quivering lips. She reaches for her phone and dials his number. She shoots streams of incomprehensible word banging her fists on the steering wheel. "Never again" she swears. "This is the end of our story," she says. In the disturbing silence of the night, the only comforting sound is the thud of her wedding ring on the concrete.
attire stood up and with her little boy in tow, took a deep breath and
It was late and the house was silent. Tom came home from work late a lot, so the silence was expected. By this time, Marie was in bed and his dinner, the evening newspaper, and the mail were waiting for him on the table. Tom closed the door and walked down the short hall to the kitchen. Everything was set on the table. He quickly looked through the mail and went over to the bin to throw an unwanted advertisement away. Tom noticed a crumpled piece of his wife’s stationary inside. He picked it up and opened it.
drainpipe. Maybe it was the fact that nobody was around except the two of us,