I heard a scream that pierced the air like a needle popping a balloon. I ran from the far end of my house to the kitchen where the noise seemed to have come from. "Is anybody here-" My words were interrupted by the grumble of my stomach. I walked over to the fridge to get some food to settle my unrelenting hunger. Come on let's be realistic. If something bad was going on, the only way I could conquer it would be on a full stomach. I pulled open the door quickly but before I could look inside a small word of help reached from... inside the fridge? I screamed as I opened the door all the way and a blue and shaking Leah fell out onto the floor.
"Leah! Leah are you ok?!"
"J-Jane- I—m dying."
"No you're not! Let's go warm you up."
I dragged her to the door which I then ope- attempted to open considering the fact that the door was locked. Ha! Nice try Jane. I just sat there and watched as Leah, my dear friend Leah began to slowly loose consciousness and take her last breath. Can we all have a moment of silence for Leah. RIP Leah 2017.
I sat down on the middle of the kitchen floor and laid my head on the cool tile. Thoughts ran through my head. "If I just died like this it wouldn't be painful. I could end it all now." I got up and went over to the cabinet where my mom stores the Advil. I reached my arm up to get to it. I strained my legs and balanced on my tippy toes, but not before a hard blast from my left knocked me over onto the ground where I blacked out.
But I wasn't dead...
...Yet
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Snow Day
HorrorIt's just your typical sleepover. Then the power goes off and terror runs rampant. Join us on this chilling journey as we try to survive the nightmare and perhaps discover the true killer....
