Tasha Wilamina

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Horror  |  House: Booksie Classic
Tasha who is turning 15, and is at her quinceanera. She takes a break from her party, and walks to the library. Tasha seemed to have picked the wrong place to go, because a serial killer comes in and shoots up the whole places killing her and many other people as well.

Submitted: March 19, 2016

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Submitted: March 19, 2016



Tasha looked into the mirror, her chocolate brown eyes were staring back at her. She had just curled her dark brown hair, for her quinceanera. Tasha could hear her two younger sisters running through the halls outside of her door. Behind her, she could see all of the many books that she had read over the years, and the birds and trees that lined her wall.  She sighed, and stood up, her bright blue gown fell down around her feet. She quietly made her way out of her room, down the long hallway and down the stairs. All of her friends and family members filled the room, and a big bright smile crossed her face.

Tasha grabbed the hem of her skirts in one hand the handrail in the other. She walked down the stairs with a sort of grace a cheetah would have. When she got to the bottom of the stairs, she grabbed her father’s hand, and smiled up at his eyes that held tears. As they walked to the stage Tasha whispered, “Dad, it will be okay. I’m just 15.”

“I know honey, it’s just that you grew up really fast, and with your siblings it feels like I never really got to spend that much time with you,” her dad, Pedro, whispered back. Now enough talk, it’s time for you to sit down and look pretty!”

“You’ll do great dad!”

Tasha sat down, in a blue chair that matched her dress, and listened intently on her father’s voice. Pedro’s words were sweet, and kind of sad at the same time. When he was done talking everyone started clapping, and the music began Pedro grabbed her hand and led her to the center of the dance floor. He twirled her in circles and helped her across the floor. She laughed as he picked her up and spun in great big circles. When the song ended, everyone else joined in and Pedro handed his daughter off to a handsome young boy who turned out to be one of her cousins.

When all of the songs were over and everyone was tired. Tasha walked over to the food table and got a snack, she then escaped to her bedroom, and changed out of the dress and into jeans and a t-shirt. She climbed out of her window and down the safety ladder, and started walking.

Tasha walked for a few blocks, then she crossed the street and turned the next corner to the library. Tasha’s favorite place besides her bedroom was the library. There are endless amounts of books she could read, and she’s done a good job of reading a lot of them. She wondered down an isle, grabbed a book and sat down in her favorite recliner. Tasha was transfixed; nothing could pry her attention from that book, until she was jolted back to reality by gunshots.

Boom. Boom. Boom.

Tasha realized what was happening and hid in the corner of the room behind the chair she was previously sitting in. And covered her mouth to quiet her breathing.

Boom. Boom. Boom.

Tasha jumped each time the gun went off, she squeezed her eyes shut and prayed that this man wouldn’t find her. She could hear footsteps right on the other side of the chair. She held her breath, but the chair started moving. She tried to stay behind it but something caught her leg, and she really didn’t want to look back to see what it was. She pinched herself hoping that she had fallen asleep, and that this was all just some crazy dream. But when she flinched and let out a whelp she knew this was the end.


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