I called up Billy's four friends, Frederick, Samantha, Marcus and Zachary. All of their mothers agreed to the birthday party at Freddys. I honestly still have a bad feeling about this.
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"Billy it's time for you to go to bed now. You have a big day tomorrow," I tell my son.
"Yes mum, oh hey did you invite Freddy? Did his mum say yes?"
"Hehe how could I ever forget your best friend? And yeah she did say yes. Why wouldn't she? You guys are practically brothers," I say. Billy grins at me sheepishly. "Okay now go to beeed!"
"Yes mum!" I watch him run to his room happily. I let go a little sigh. He is just like his father. Such a happy person.Maybe I should go get to bed now. I could use some sleep. I walk into my bedroom to get dressed into my pyjamas. As I was getting dressed I thought I saw a shadow of some sort outside my window. Nah, maybe I'm just seeing things. I quickly finish getting dressed and hop into my bed.
I heard a sound coming from outside. Nope it just my imagination I keep telling myself. That is when I hear another noise. I pull up the blankets up to my cheeks and shut my eyes tightly hoping the noise will go away.
Then after a few seconds the noise stopped again. I calmed down a little and shifted my position.
Shortly after I start hearing footsteps. That's it, I've had enough. I decided to go and check out what this thing might be. I grab the closest jacket to me and grab the baseball bat that sits underneath my bed waiting to be used.
I quickly and quietly make my way outside, to the backyard, where I heard the noise. I look around.
Nothing
Absolutely nothing
I knew it was my mind playing tricks on me. As I walk to my back door, I feel as if someone was watching each and every move I make. I then hear a stick snap. I quickly looked back behind me to again see nothing.
This is so frustrating. I can't figure out who is in my back yard. Then I give up on looking for the person and decide to go back to bed. As soon as I got into my house, I looked once more into my back yard through the window of my back door to see a human figure. I quickly lock my door and darted to my sons room. I checked if he was okay. Everything I was fine. Then I ran into my room. I jumped into bed with my bat and cuddled it as if it would protect me. I then am on the verge of falling asleep when I remember something...
Hey, wait a minute.... Was that human figure.....
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The Story of the Puppet
Mystery / ThrillerOriginal artist of cover: artiethewolf on deviantart This story is in the puppets point of view. How did she become this way? She asks herself everyday this same question. She still doesn't know what happened and why... Still confused about some in...