She walked down the street, on her way to the liquor store. As she walked, a white van passed by. She thought nothing of it during the time, but for some reason she kept running into it. The same van, driving by slowly with its tinted windows. "Come inside little one, I've got candy" a voice said from inside. She walked faster, she felt scared. She couldn't see the face of him but she new he was dangerous. As she made it to the liquor store, she looked for things to make her dinner. Eggs, bread, the cereal was on sale and she thought she'd buy some for breakfast. She looked through all her favorites and couldn't decide, "I'll just get them all" she thought. As she payed for everything, the cashier tapped her. She didn't say anything, just handed her a small bottle of something. Once she left the store she saw a ice cream van parked outside. She asked for a strawberry shake, but he offered her a vanilla cone. She accepted and handed the money, but he told her it was free. She was so pleased with the ice cream, that she didn't notice the ice cream van looked a lot like the van that was following her earlier. Her head started to fog up and her vision started going blurry. She managed to see the ice cream man step out of the truck. That's when she realized, there was something in that ice cream. With all of her strength she ran as fast as she could, the man still following her. He chased her through the parking lot and he wouldn't stop. He catched up to her, grabbed her hair and pushed her down to the ground. "Tag, you're it" he said, then he carried her to the van and drived away. Tag you're it...
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Crybaby Tales | by Jasmin (Bl0bjazzy) |
General FictionIt's all in the authors note. Some of the people on wattapd need to learn how to read an authors note.