It all started on a normal Saturday morning... Waking up knowing it was the weekend is the best feeling, only, that's if you have a good weekend, but little did they know, this weekend has to be one of the worst weekends possible.
*Buzz* *Buzz* *Buzz*
Charlotte: *Groans* "Uhhhhh, Saturday morning.. A whole day of chores, nice."
Charlotte's Mother: "Charlotte, time to get up and dressed, you've got the whole day ahead of you!"
Charlotte: *frowns* "I sure do."
Charlotte rolls off her bed onto her hard floor boards, she picks out a random pair of clothes and begins to put them on as slow as can be.
Charlotte's Mother: "CHARLOTTE, hurry up!"
Charlotte shoves her old trainers on and stomps down the stairs, trailing her body to the kitchen where her mother is.
Charlotte's Mother: "Oh honey, you look shattered. Did you get much sleep"
Charlotte: *mutters on her breath* "eh"
Charlotte's Mother: "ugh, anyway could you go and deliver these ropes to your grandmother?, she's getting a new porch and she needs ropes for joining it together with her fence... Oh and when you're travelling there, be sure to pick her some lovely bluebells."
Charlotte: "sure.."
Charlotte stumbles out the door, and stuffs the ropes in her tracksuit bottom pockets, and she doesn't bother to tie her shoe laces. She carries herself down the dirty hill and her shoe laces trail along in the mud. On her journey she picks her grandmother some bluebells. She carries on walking , and soon she stumbles upon her friends, they are camping at the lake. Charlotte stares around for any other way to get to her grandmother's house, but the only way is past her friends, Charlotte isn't really talking to her friends as she fell out with one of them, She slowly approaches the group and they stop talking. Everything goes silent.
Mark: "Uhmm"
Isabelle: "hey Charlotte.."
Sophie: *rolls her eyes and turns away*
Charlotte doesn't say anything and tries to walk away when they shout on her to come back, she trods back over to them and they ask her if she could play some truth or dare...
Charlotte: "uh, sorry I can't I have to get to my Grandmother's house."
Mark: "oh c'mon, it'll be fun"
Isabelle: "please Charlotte just for a little while."
*Sophie leaps out from where she is sitting and she grabs the end of the rope in Charlotte's pocket, she launches it into the lake and crosses her arms*.
Charlotte: "NOOOOOO!"
Sophie: "Play or you won't get it back!"
Charlotte: *groans* "Fine!!!"
YOU ARE READING
The Silence
HorrorA normal bunch of friends are hanging out when the nightmare begins, Charlotte and her "friends" decide to play dares and a terrible event occurred. Are Charlotte's friends really friends... Find out in this scary tale.
