I don't know why mommy made me get ready so fast. We'll I do but why are we going to her grandma's? We knocked on the door and Ms.Huntington gave me a weird stare.
"What are you guys doing here?"
"We'll Sally's birthday is in a couple days and I think we should throw her a party. She has been playing with my daughter so Ginger told the cops. She woke up with blood all over her room, a note in blood, and glass shattered everywhere."
"Oh, well what are you thinking."
"I think we could have her favorite dinner and cake. Then towards the end we will hire a medium."
"Ok, I like the idea, but I'm kind of scared on how she will react."
"Well, you could spend a few nights with us until we have the party."
"Thank you, thank you so much."
"Meet us in the car when you're ready."
Grandma's Pov
I don't think this is a good idea to spend the night or not. Sally hasn't been bothering me, but she has been to these people. Once she hears about the party, I don't know what Sally will do.
We arrived to their house and I started to unpack when Ginger came in. She asked me questions about Sally and what she did when she was younger. I started showing her my scrapbook that I made of Sally and she enjoyed it. I turned to one page and quickly shut the book.
"What's wrong?"
Oh, nothing I responded. I can't believe Sally did that. This is gonna be a rough week, I can tell now. Ginger left and I got down on my hands and knees, starting to pray. "Dear Lord, I've been through some rough times lately, just tell me, just tell me if you could, tell Sally she will always be loved. She will always be treated special. I love you Sally. Please come back to your normal sweet self. Do you love me? Amen. I said that with tears in my eyes the whole time. I can do this, I'm strong, I'm brave. I can do this.
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That One Girl
HorrorSally is that one girl who is shy and doesn't like to talk. She sits in the back of the classroom and never raises her hand or answers questions. She just sits there. Doodling away in her journal. Many people try to look at what she writes but they...
