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party time  by newb33

I stood in front of my mirror with two different tops in my hand, one that was light blue with sleeves and was very form fitting. And one that was navy blue, low cut, and had a fringe type of thing on the bottom. I threw the navy blue one back on my bed onto the huge pile of clothing that didn’t seem worthy to wear tonight.

I pulled the light blue shirt on and looked at myself. I was wearing a black skirt and black flats along with the blue top. My hair was pulled up into a neat bun with my bangs on either side of my face. My makeup was done pretty well considering I usually don’t wear it. I took one more look at myself, deciding that I looked pretty nice, and then walked out my door. In the halls was my nine year old brother, Tommy, laying on his back on the carpet.

“What on Earth are you doing?” I asked as I stopped right in front of him.

He looked up at me. “I’m on a strike. I’m not moving until dad says we’re moving back to California.” He turned his attention back to the ceiling.

“Tommy, you know good and well that we’re not moving back to California, so get up before I get the vacuum and suck you up!” I teased him to try to make him laugh. It worked.

“Ahaha, fine. But I’m still mad at dad!” he stated.

“You and me both brother!” I laughed and ruffled his hair.

I walked down the stairs and saw my mom on the couch, out like a light. Yes! I thought, now she won’t bug me with all of her stupid little questions about the party when I get home. I walked into my kitchen and started rummaging through everything to find the keys.

“YES!” I exclaimed when I found them and held them up in the air in triumph. As I turned to walk out the back door, there stood a dark figure, just outside of the glass door. They were just watching me. I froze. My blood turned to ice as it started pumping through my veins three times as fast as it normally does. They didn’t run when they saw me, they merely just tilted there head to one side, as a dog does when he is confused.

There was a big lump in my throat, I tried to swallow it down with no success, and then they took a slow step forward, and started to reach for the handle of the door. Now my brain started working in over time. I ran for the phone and dialed 911, screaming my lungs out the whole way so my mother would wake up.

“Hello this is 911 what is your emergency?” the woman asked me through the phone.

“Someone is trying to break into my house!!!!!” I screamed into the phone, by this point my mother and Tommy came running in to see what all the commotion was about.

“Okay maim you have to calm down for me okay? Now, are they in your house right now?”

Why wasn’t she sending anyone? I thought to myself. “No, no, there just standing outside my back door but he did reach for the handle.”

“Okay are they still there?” she asked calmly.

I whipped my head around expecting to see the dark figure still standing there. “Oh, um, no…. but please still send someone to check the area?” oh no now I’m doing that thing where I turned a statement into a question.

“Of course maim, now please tell me your location.”

“131 Wilson street.” I whispered into the phone as I realized what might have happened if I hadn’t called 911. The image of the dark figure busting through the door and then grabbing me without a sound kept replaying itself in my head.

“Thank you, help is on the way.”

“Bye.” I said right before I clicked the red button to end the conversation. I put the phone down and then looked at my mother. She looked scared and confused at the same time. She led me into the living room to sit on the couch. Tommy followed.

“Honey, what happened?” she asked as she sat down next to me.

“You didn’t see him?” I asked answering her question with a question.

“See who baby?” wow, she really didn’t see him, but how could she not have seen him? I asked myself as I was looking at her.

“That guy, he was wearing all black so I couldn’t see his face, but I saw him alright. He went to open the door and that’s when I started screaming and I dialed 911.” I said telling her had happened before you ran in. “I guess he ran away before you saw him. Timmy did you see him??”

“Nope, sorry Sid, I came in after mom.” He said as he sat on the other side of me.

“Oh well then, can I still go to the party?” I asked, I really needed to go to this now more than ever because for some reason I thought now that I knew who is was. And I knew that she would be at this party.

“What??? Are you crazy? You just saw someone trying to break into our house!” she practically screamed at me.

I tried dad’s puppy dog face on her to see if that would help. It did.

“Fine, fine. But I don’t want you out to late okay? Be back here by midnight.” YES!! It worked!!

“Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you!” I said as I hugged her tightly.

“And if you’re not back here by twelve, then I’m calling the army to search for you okay?”

“Ahahahah, okay mom thanks, but, do you think you could walk me to my car??” I asked sheepishly.

“Ahaha, sure sweety.” She smiled and pulled me up to walk to the door.

“Wait, what about the police?” I asked thinking I should stay until they get here.

“I’ll take care of them, you have fun.” She smiled and closed my door softly, waved and walked back into the house.

I was halfway there when all of a sudden a big hand grabbed my throat from the back seat. My fingers tightened on the wheel and my blood turned to ice again.

“I’ve got you now!” a deep voice whispered in my ear….


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Date created: Jan. 11, 2010
Date published: Jan. 11, 2010
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Tags: halls, in, secrets, the
Word Count: 5503
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Story Length: 1