Mini stories

story 2

This happened a few days ago.

This may not seem as scary to you as it was to me but I was terrified!
I'm going to call my friends John, and and Laura. This is not proof read so there will be mitsakes.

So John and Laura were dating for about 2 months and Laura decided to break up with him.

So after the breakup John came to stay at my house for a couple of days. We had gone through two nights of games movies and snacks. I had just finished off the snacks we had and decided to go and get some more.

Now, even though the shop is just around the corner from my house it still takes a while because of the line. So john stayed at my house while I went out.

While I was at the shop, however, my Friend Laura saw me. She walked over and we chatted a bit. Talking about our lives and how they were going.

But Laura wasn't getting anything. She didn't have a trolley or a basket. And she wasn't picking anything from the shelf. I asked about it and she said she was only walking by and saw me. So I didn't pay attention to it.

Once I had payed I said goodbye to Laura and she said she was in the same direction as me. So we walked closer to my house. As I reached the corner of my street I said goodbye again and she still followed.

I found this creepy because I live on a cul-de-sac, which means I am blocked in the road. And I'm pretty sure she doesn't know anyone else on the street. So I continued walking to my house. She asked just before I went inside "Have you seen John these past few days?"

I said yes and explained he was staying at my house. She smiled and walked off. I brought everything into the house and didn't give it another thought.               Until the night.

Me and John are amazing friends and so we were having fun like little kids. We were play fighting, and playing chubby bunny, John even started a game of hide and seek.

I started counting in my pantry and had my eyes closed reciting the numbers from 1 to 20. Then shouting the infamous line "ready or not" I searched downstairs first and no sign of John.

I heard footsteps upstairs and ran to go and find him. What I expected was to find John in a silly hiding place or something and for him to jump out to scare me. But I couldn't find anything.

I was sure I heard something. It was definitely there. So I continued to look in places that I had already looked. And even stupid ones like under impossibility small beds and in large draws. Eventually, I looked out of the window because movement caught my eye near the bushes.

It was John. I could see him clearly. I ran down stairs and brought him upstairs to check for other people. I was certain that I heard footsteps on the ceiling, no doubt.

John looked everywhere, and I mean everywhere. It was so difficult getting through it all. But we did. Eventually, as clear as day I saw Laura, strolling down the street, with her unique bag in hand, at midnight. Walking away from my house.

At the time I was fricking terrified. I thought that she was going to murder one of us or something. But everything has been sorted now.

Laura admitted she was in my house and apologized, she was drunk and high on emotions. And even treat us with a trip to the cinema. We are still great friends and so are me and John.

The end.