"OK I will see you soon" I say to my best friend Susan "Ok Bye" she replies. Sometimes I get worried about my friend Susan, She Pretty much lives by herself because her mother is always at work so she never sees her. She told me she has not seen her Mother in 2 WEEKS! But at least she has a Mum, My Mother died when I was 6. I still remember her, she was my favourite person in the world. She was always so nice to me , she always looked after me and best of all she loved me so much. My Father was never the same after she died, he started doing things like talking to himself and staring into space for hours. But the weirdest thing that happened after my mother died was he would not talk to me very much, he used to only talk to me if a meal was ready or if I asked him a question. My father works as a Bank Manager so he gets alot of money but some how he is usually home and not at work. I do not like to interfere with my dads business so I don't ask him about his work or anything related to that.
I hear the doorbell ring "COMING" I yell. I run down the stairs and open the door "Hi..Susan" I say between breaths "Hello Winter" Susan says giggiling. "Did you have any trouble getting here" I say "NO, why do you always worry about me so much" she says slightly annoyed "I'm sorry I just get worried because your my best friend" I reply. "Come in side I was just about to make milkshakes" I say gesturing towards inside "yay" she replies happily. Susan and I have always liked milkshakes, so it kinda 'our thing'. She walks towards the kitchen while I get the blender out of my cupboard "want some help" "na I'm good thanks" I say. I put the milk, ice cream and chocolate in the blender, I then pour them into two cups when it's done "mmmm" she says sipping her drink. "So do you wanna.." Susan starts to say put she gets interrupted by screaming that sounds like it's coming from beneath our feet "WHAT WAS THAT" she yells. I shrug ,looking Around for an explanation. "Let's go see" I say. We walk down the long hallway with a beautiful red and gold carpet. This house is so big sometimes I get lost trying to find a bathroom or the kitchen. You would think that over 17 years I would know where everything is but sometimes I find rooms that I didn't even know we had. When we reach the end of the hallway we hear the screams again. Susan points to the floor where the sound is coming from. We then hear another scream and it startled me so much I stumbled into a closet that we never use. I get up and dust my self off "Hey,What's that" Susan points to a weird looking lever at the back of the closet. I shrug "I don't know" I say. "Should we pull it" Susan asks. I stare at it for a while pondering what we should do "why not it can't be that bad what ever it is". I bend down and pull the lever, For a few seconds it doesn't do anything we just look at each other but then the bare wall at the end of the hallway starts to move apart. We both gasp at the moving wall and then we hear screams again.
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It's Too Late To Apologize
Teen FictionA 17 year old girl finds out about her fathers secret government business that specialises in making people's life hell She is kidnapped, tortured and can't do anything about it. Will she escape this hell or will she suffer years of torture? ~|~|~|...