"Bye Tara!!" i said as i left Skink Academy. I walk home everyday, i live roughly 6 blocks away. One of my dads' would pick me up considering all the creeps that live in our neighborhood, but they both work late so im left to myself.
As i walk through the door of our 3 story, 5 bedroom house, my dog lacy runs at me barking and jumping from excitement.
"Ok lacy let's go outside so you can go potty"
As i take lacy outside i see a woman in a car parked across the street just staring at me, i get a little wierded out so i call to lacy to come inside but she won't listen. Then all of a sudden the woman puts her car in drive and speeds off. It was wierd. I take lacy inside and let her eat while i get my history homework out and start to work on it.
- 1 hour later-
I wake up to the slam of a door, my dads must be home. I lift my head off of my history book and see a big puddle of drool on page 113. Ugh, my history teacher Mr. Stevens is going to kill me. I decide to leave the book set open to dry out and walk away from the table. I walk through the kitchen into the living room to see the front door is open.
"You guys left the door open!" I yell to my dads who are probably upstairs.
I walk over and shut the door and lock it. I didn't hear a response from either of my dads, that's a little weird I thought. I slowly start walking over to the stairs when lacy starts barking hysterically. She's standing at the top of the stairs that lead to the basement. Ok now that's weird. I walk over to lacy and pick her up so she calms down. By this time I know that my dads aren't home and I'm almost positive that someone's in the house. I slowly look around and walk over to the table to grab my cell phone. As I unlock the screen to call 911 lacy starts barking and I feel something hard hit my head, I'm falling, I hit the floor, I see a woman, wait wasn't she the woman in the car earlier? I scream for my dads, the woman's hand covers my mouth and I'm hit in the head again, was that a rock? Everything starts to go black, I'm fading, I try to stay, to fight, but sleep sounds so good, I fall into the blackness almost positive ill be sleeping forever.
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The Tragedy of Shaye Frances
Mystery / ThrillerIt's normal for Shaye to walk home from school everyday. Her two dads work late every night so she practically fends for herself. She was adopted at birth by Frank and Charles Frances. She comes home from school one night to find a sketchy looking l...