"Nothing"

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Horror  |  House: Booksie Classic
A girl who lives in the wild west in the 1800`s has a creepy night. Please comment if you read, thanks.

Submitted: May 18, 2014

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Its late in the afternoon, quiet, peaceful. I could only hear the birds that would fly by in the air. Besides that,nothing. 

I went inside real quick to get some water. I reach and turn on the sink, it was dry. I walked outside to go to the water well. I look inside and there is no water. I then turn around and see a storm coming, in hopes it will bring rain. I will just have to drink something else in the cellar tonight instead.

It starts to get a little cloudy and I run inside before I could get wet. It starts to just pour down rain. So I just make a fire in the stove and settle in for the night. I sit there reading a book when I hear a knock at the door. I walk over to it, wondering who would be all the way out here at 9:00 O`clock at night . I live 3 miles from town anyways. I reach to open the door when lightning strikes, it was a big solid sound with a light that almost blinded you. I jump back a little, scared of cource. I open the door, it was the sherriff from town, he said there is a criminal on the loose and he is very active at night, he told me to have a gun ready and lock my door just in case. "Thank you" I said and he left back to town. I close the door and head back to the chair I was reading in. 

About ten minutes later I hear a horse galloping up the path, I look out the window to see someone with a black cloak on, he stops in front of my house, he doesen`t get off his horse, but just stares at the house, looks at the well and rides off. I notice that he had something in a bag on the back of his horse. I don`t pay too much attention to it, people come up this way looking for other places all the time, I just go back to reading.

I wake up to a sunny, bright morning. I get up, walk outside to the front porch and stretch. I wonder if there is any water yet in the well. I walk inside and turn on the sink. A horrifing sight of red water pours out, I scream and run out to the well, leaving the front door wide open, I look inside to find the sherriff stabbed to death laying in the water. I turn around to run back to the house so I could go get help when I realize the front door is closed, I look at the window and see the same man from last night in the cloak. It must be the criminal, and when he gets me, no one will hear my scream because like I said before, I live so far out people will hear,.. "nothing".


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