When a girl is home alone and hears a noise, what does she do? Do she scream, cry or grab a MACHETE!? Home alone with a best friend (a guy) leads to something. The mother comes in. What does she FIND? Read to find out.
Hey guys! Don't hurt me just yet. I have had writer's block and this is a new story for the club. Hope you like it! -Valerie
It was a dark and stormy night. The rain was pouring and the thunder was deafening. I could feel the wind pushing me back.
"Hey! Hey! Help me!" There was a silhouette walking towards me. He had a knife. He raised it above his head and...I woke up with a start. Good, it was just a dream.
I got out of bed and went into the bathroom. I splashed some cold water on my face to wake me up. Then I took a shower. Man it felt good. I stepped out of the shower and put my towel around my waist. As I opened up the bathroom door, I ran into something solid. I felt two arms snake themselves around my waist and pick me up.
"Let me go!!!! Put me down!" I shouted to the person.
I struggled for a bit and then when I realized that it was useless, I stopped moving. The person put me down and turned away so I couldn't see their face. They walked towards the door and opened it. He then walked out the door and disappeared.
I shut the door and went over to my closet. I picked out a pair of ripped jeans and a navy blue t-shirt. I got dressed hurriedly and as I went downstairs, I heard something moving. I slowed down and listened. The rustling stopped.
As I went down to investigate, I saw something move in the shadows. It was a person. They looked up at me and I saw the light glint in their eyes.The person hissed and I backed away from them. I started to run into the kitchen. I got to the kitchen and went over to the knife rack.
There I pulled out the biggest knife I could find. A machete. I started to walk back to where I saw the person and when I got there I didn't see the person.
A knock came on the door. I slowly walked over and opened the door just a crack. I peeked out and saw my best friend, Charlie. He looked down and saw the machete. He got a scared look in his eyes. I opened the door wider and pulled him inside. He looked surprised but didn't say anything about it. Charlie opened his mouth to say something but I cut him off.
"Don't say anything. He could come back." I said.
He looked confused and asked me what was going on. I shook my head and didn't answer. I pulled him into my room and shut the door. Then I sat on my bed and started crying. He came over and sat down next to me.
That was all Charlie had to do to comfort me. Knowing that he would always be there for me was enough to calm me down. When I finished crying, I felt some arms around me. I thought that it was the mystery man again. I started to scream and kick at the person.
Then I heard him cuss. I would know that voice anywhere. It was still Charlie. He had never really hugged me before. I was surprised. I turned around at looked at him. He stared into my eyes.
Next thing I know, he was kissing me. I responded and he kissed me with more passion and love than before.
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