It was the 5th of May, when Sam woke up and found her cat was coated with wet, Black ink. Sam slowly walked slightly closer to the cat. She noticed a note next to Ginger. It read:
M'i Gnimoc Rof Uoy.....
Sam couldn't make anything out of the note. She re-read it over, and over, and.over again, but it didn't make any sense. Then, she noticed another note peeking out of under Ginger's bed. It read:
I'm Coming For You.....
That must be the translation! Sam thought to herself. But who could have written the note?... She didn't recognize the handwriting, and she didn't know anybody who would have disliked her THAT much.
Ginger looked absolutely horrific. Sam went up to the wooden cat and touched him. "OUCH!" Sam cried. The piece of soaked wood was burning hot. There must be SOME way I can get off the ink... Sam stared at the cat with a confused look on her face.
She went to go get her older sister, for she was a cooker, and she was great at handling hot things. Sam ran downstairs to get her sister. The door to her room was wide open. "Huh... that's weird." Sam said. "The door to her room is normally closed."
She stepped inside and found a the purple tips of her hair laying on the floor of her bed with a plank of wood from her flooring out of place. Something was here... Sam thought. Or was it someONE?
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Planks
TerrorSam McCartney is a little 8 year old girl. She and her family lived in a normal house, in a normal neighborhood, in a normal town. It was her 5th birthday when her grandfather gave her a small wooden cat. He carved it to perfection because he knew t...
