ALWAYS

THE FINGER IN A BOX

I stayed at the hospital for a few hours to make sure mark was alright after his big accident. It was very late. I checked my watch to find that the time was 11:00. I told the doctor that i was leaving and would be back tommorrow after school. The doctor nodded his head and allowed me to exit the hospital.

After catching a taxi, i reached home tired and bruised. I went to the kitchen and pulled open the fridge. I took out a frozen cheese sandwich and put it in the microwave and set it to two minutes. As soon as i finished the task, there was a knock on the door. I opened the door but to my surprise darkness was the only thing present out there. I picked a tiny box and headed inside. I opened the note and saw the horrible handwriting yet agin.

"hello again dear ellie!!
I have another present for you since you did not like the last one..."

Xx...

My teeth chattered with fear. Who was this xx and what did he want with me?!?! Once again a new problem had pulled out. I opened the box carefully. As i saw the contents stored in the box, i almost puked. Inside the box sat a pudgy, little finger that looked lifelessly at me. I groaned in disgust and quickly threw the box in the dumpster outside. I went back inside the house and ate the cheese sandwich in silence. After my quick snack, i ran to my room. I put on my jammies and was pulled into a deep sleep...