The Girl

The Entire Story

One night there was an ordinary girl skipping down the street minding her own business or at least she seemed nice and quiet. Every night she skipped down the lonely street the same way every night at exactly 10 o'clock. Rain or shine there she was skipping down the street.

One night a child of the neighborhood asked his mom," Mommy, why does that girl skip down the street every night? I've never seen her before now."

"Sweetheart, I don't know. All I know is it is time for bed." The mother replied in a shaky tone.

That same night the girl did not come skipping down the street. But the sound still echoed in the streets, never ending until a piercing scream came barreling through the air. Just one, but one that scared the neighbors bad. Children woke from startling nightmares to a real scream, mothers cuddled the children close crying out of fear, fathers herded everyone in side and down stairs, babies wailed with fear at the top of their lungs.

The next morning no one could find good old Ms. Hill. She was gone, in the blink of an eye. Some thought she was the screamer some thought she left because of it no one got time to learn cause the next night it repeated, scream and then a neighborhood of scared families. No mortal man nor woman wouldn't tremble at the sound some faint for hours some just cried their hearts out but none weren't scared by it.

Night after night some one disappeared, families left but were lost in the woods those who stayed heard a scream every night and someone disappears. Until one family remains then that night there are all huddled together waiting for something to happen to them by now the think it is a killer that killed the girl and everyone in the neighborhood. The sacred family hears the skipping girl skipping down the road but now she is singing, "Stay or leave, lock or not, you are here and here am I, I wish you luck but it won't help, now that I'm after you!" Over and over until she was at their door the she changed it to this, "I'm am here, and you are there, you are gone, no matter what!" Before they could think a single thought the girl was standing in front of them holding a knife,"Good Luck!"

That was the last sound the family heard before she stabbed them all right there with a piercing scream echoing the road along with the little girl singing," My work is done, now I'll be gone, goodbye and good luck, if I ever come back." And with a poof of smoke the girl was gone and no one remembered a thing about those poor families that had died because of the girl, just smoke was all that was left from the entire thing. Just smoke.