Rainy Day

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"Vicky? Vicky this is not funny where are you!"

I screamed at the top of my lungs. Where could she be? I need to find her. Our new house is so big. It might take me forever. Then I remembered. Her play house outside.

I run as fast as I can. I need to find her and asap. Who knows what could happen? She could slip and fall!

"VICKY WHERE ARE YOU!"

I slip in mud. The rain is pouring so fast now.

"Huh, huh, huh. Vicky!"

I breathe heavily as I search the yard. I can never remember where the stupid house is. It does not help that she moves it all the time. Finally I find it.

"Vicky!"

I run to the house and slip and mud again. I get up and walk quickly to her house. I find her inside shivering.

"Vicky, let's get you inside. It is warmer in there. Come on."

"No!"

"What? Why not? Come on Vicky, don't be silly. We need to go inside. You can play another day."

"If I go, he will get me!"

"What? Is this some sort of game? Who, who will get you?"

"Him! He is after me! I am only safe in my house!"

I start to get angry. My voice goes from calm to mad real quick.

"Vicky let's go!"

Her face quickly turns terrified. Did I make a mistake?

"Sorry Vicky...."

"HE IS HERE!"

CRACK. SLAM. BOOM. BOOM. sllliiip. sllliiip.

Clunck, clunck, clunck.

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