So it was another day for me and I was just waiting at the mountain for Molly, but today she didn't show. Maybe she had extra school hours. I don't know. But what I do know is that she will show up.
3 hours later
Molly still didn't come. Maybe she is missing! It makes sense, she always talked about running away. But she had me, and the mountain. She could have never left. Uh, she could be anywhere. With any one. Or worse, DEAD! I hope not. But it's a possibility. I'm going to try not to worry. I walk over to my comfy bed. I rest my head and.... fall...asleep.
In the morning
I woke up and changed clothes. Just like every normal day, but it's not. Molly is missing! And I'm scared. Not just for me, but for my dear friend Molly. I decided I was hungry so I walked over to the apple tree and picked a nice juicy apple. I bit it and then I hear a strange but familiar voice. It was Molly! " Hey, Alice. sorry I'm late" she said like she is only an hour late. " you know you are 2 days late!" I yelled with sympathy. She looked at me like I was crazy. " sorry. I was just really worried. You can't do that. Please never do that again." I said hoping she would understand, " I don't know what I did. Honestly. Whatever I did I'm sorry." She said sounding like she had amnesia. Which she probably did. I feel so bad. " Listen, you probably had amnesia. You never came to the mountain yesterday. Someone probably kidnapped you." I said sounding disgusted. " oh my god. I think I remember a man!" She said sounding scared. I feel bad for her. She doesn't remember. What did that man do to her?
YOU ARE READING
The Girl At The Mountain
Short StoryOnce their was a girl with no friends, no family, and no home. This girl is molly. She is the smartest in her grade, yet no one notices her. She finds this mountain and this mountain is Molly's best friend. One day Molly was just talking to the moun...
