Flesh and Stone

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i kinda stole from Doctor Who. sorry. i get my inspiration from movies and stuff though. its not too much like it though. just the angel. thats all. the entire rest of the story is different. enjoy!

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i was a normal girl. i had just finished 11th grade and was going to be a senior. my best friend Jared Daniels was going to Virginia for the first two weeks of summer to visit his grandmother. i guess his parents were worried about him becoming to much of a city kid. Gardner Massachusetts was hardly a city. so i was stuck working in my parents store until he got back. it wasnt that i didnt have any other friends. just none that were quite like Jared. he's my best friend.

my parents own a garden shop. they make all kinds of cool scuptures for gardens. "pots, bird baths, and statues, oh my!" is what they always say. most of them are really good. i usually watch them make everything for the store, because watching them in action is really amazing. they have such great team work.

they always went to get supplies on Sundays, and left me alone to keep the shop. so, there a was. on a Sunday afternoon, sitting alone in the Garden Shop, being lonely and counting the days until Jared got back.Sunday was by far the slowest day. come to think of it maybe thats why my parents went to get suppyls on Sunday. my phone buzzed. a text from Jared.

hey Addie. he said.

hey. hows Virginia? 

loney.  came his reply a few minutes later.

three more days. i said. we gotta hang as soon as you get back. like the minute you get back come over. im dying of lonliness. lol.

i waited. he took longer to answer this time.

you got it. hey, got you a gift. this is why Jared was the best

aw, you rock. love ya dude.

you better. haha.

a few minutes passed and another massage came.

Addie, i need to tell you something, but i want it to be in person.

i saw something move out of the corner of my eye. so i dropped my phone and went to investigate. maybe Mom and Dad made a moving statue. i walked around the corner. 

there was a statue i had never seen before. it was an angel. but it looked evil. it was completly black with its face in its hands. i blinked. it was looking at me. i gasped and stepped back. i looked into the black eyes. the stared at me. i couldnt look away. i stood there and stared at the statue. then the bell rang at the door. a costomer. i tore my eyes away and went to the counter.

"hi, im looking to buy a bird feeder. do you have those?" a man asked.

"yes. right over here." i led him to the feeders. he bought one then left.i was alone. i looked around for the angel. it was gone. i never saw it again. but its memory was with me. 

a half hour passed with nobody. i closed the shop then went to my room. i was exahsted.i laid on my bed and closed my eyes. it seemed like seconds had passed when i woke up. i wish i hadnt but there was something in my eye. i got up and looked in the mirror. nothing. i rubbed out the eye boogers out of the inside of my eyes. but there was still something there. i rubber my eyes. still there. i picked up my phone. no messages. i went back to the mirror. then gasped. my eye. it was. stone. my eye was stone. i couldnt blink. i watched. a few minutes passes and the entire left half of my face was stone. i couldnt move it. i picked up my phone and typed "help!" to Jared. i had to be dreaming. this wasnt real. i couldnt be turning to stone. i looked back in the mirror and gasped again. there was the angel behind me in the mirror. i turned. it wasnt there. then back to the mirror. there it was again. i looked at it. i tried to speak, but no words came out. it smiled. i couldnt change my features but i was terrified. 

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