Tick tock tock tick, went the century old clock. "Oh when would the clock strike midnight!" A voice murmured.
"Patience!" A harsh whisper replied.
"Oh shut up, Peter just because I am hiding under your bed.................." The young female voice went on rattling. As the voice went rattling on and on, the clock struck mid-night
Bang! Boom! Cling! Clang! Crash!
"What on earth was that?" The boy named Peter whispered.
"Shhh, it might be the mysterious figure that lurks around after curfew" the female voice answered.
"What on earth was that?!" a voice boomed through the silent hallway.
"Oh god, I better hide in the closet" the young female voice said and added,"the culprit might have gotten caught in my trap"
"You idiot" Peter whispered annoyed and covered himself in the blankets pretending to have woken from deep sleep... while the girl hid in the closet.
"Peter!" the voice screamed in range.
"Yes, Miss Care-away?" The boy pretended to be innocent.
"Do not, Miss Care-away me!" Someone named Miss Care-away spoke in range. "What mischief have you been upto?"
"Miss Care-away...I...it was no....not me...Cl...Clarissa did it..." The boy stuttered.
"Where is she?" Miss Care-away frowned.
"In..in my c...closet.."
When the elderly woman opened his closet, she saw the young girl named Clarissa curled up.
"Clarissa! What on earth are you doing here?"
"Miss Care-away, I...I...was planning to catch the hooded figure that lurks in...in the....the... hallway..." Clarissa stuttered,"I thought I could catch him/her easily and...an-"
"I help her set up the o...old kitchen...t-" the boy started.
"Enough!"
"You both, start packing your things. NOW!"
Oh how dreadful they were! Their parents would beat them to death. They were expelled! Their friends would no longer talk to them....Clarissa started crying "I am sorry Peter, I should not have done so..."
"What's the use now? We are doomed to never see each other again" the boy let his tears flow freely.
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An enchanting encounter
Historia CortaOnce upon a time there was a beautiful little cottage in which used to live a enchanting enchantress, she never said no to whomever asked her help. That my beloved was the one bad tendency of hers, that little tendency of hers led to her end.....a c...
