In The Dark.

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Mystery and Crime  |  House: Booksie Classic
This is a short story I came up with when I was revising English.
A young girl is left home alone, and.. well you'll have to read it to find out.(:
hope you enjoy.

Submitted: July 07, 2008

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It was just an ordinary, boring evening. Like any other. I quickly sat down to dinner with my mum and stepdad. They explained that they were planning to go out soon, to a friend's party. And for the first time ever, they were trusting me to be left home alone.

When they were finally dressed, my stepdad-David hurried down the stairs in his best suit, and quickly behind him scurried mum. "We are going to be late David!", she panicked. Mum looked lovely, in her brand new scarlet dress, and matching heels. "No we wont Rose, we have 10 minutes to get there. We'll be fine, stop worrying." They soon left, after a great deal of fussing. I changed into my bed clothes and settled down to watch T.V. "Haha. I get full control over the remote," I thought to myelf. "I could get used to this!"

My attitude soon changed, as the power went out. The room turned into a pool of darkness. I scrambled around in to dark, searching for the torch. Suddenly there was a loud "BANG!" I shrieked in terror. "Who's there?!" I demanded. No reply. I continued blindly searching for the torch, but I still couldn't find it anywhere. I was feeling frightened now, as the banging led to scratching, and the scratching noise seemed to be getting closer by the minute.

Yes!I found the torch at last! I quickly turned it on. There was a loud "CRASH!" and it appeared to be coming from the kitchen. Without thinking, I nervously shone the torch towards the kitchen door... I jumped with fright as the neighbour's cat, Mog appeared from behind the door, licking her lips. "Phew." I said, as I exhaled deeply. I sat with Mog, happily perched on my lap for the next hour, just hoping the power would soon come on.

I had just began to relax, when there was a rough knock at the front door. "Who could be calling at this time, Mog?" I whispered nervously. Mog looked back at me, blankly. The knocking continued, and soon a man's voice began shouting. I sprinted upstairs to my bedroom, and swiftly slid under my bed, bringing Mog with me. I realised I was shaking with fear. "Who is this stange man?Could it be David?" I thought. Suddenly, there was a crashing of glass, coming from just across the hall. My bedroom door creaked open, and a stange, middle-aged man, dressed entirely in black stumbled in. He looked unsteady, possibly drunk. "Right Missy?Where are ya?!" his voice boomed through the house.  Mog miowed, blowing my cover. I screamed in terror as he knelt down, and dragged me out roughly from under my bed, covering my mouth with his big, blood-stained hands.


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