{From the perspective of Tristan Jones, youngest sibling}
Thud thud thud...What was that? Stiffening on my bed, I heard a door creak open before the sound of footsteps filled the house. With each step, I heard the sound of something like a bag or something larger being dragged behind. I sat up with my baseball bat, heart pounding, and eyes wide, ready to defend myself if needed. "Who's out there? Taylor?" I whispered in a trembling voice.
I saw a shadowy figure approach my door. Through the crack of the door, I saw large feet standing outside and slowly, a hand began to turn the knob. No no no no no...The door swung steadily open, and I hid under my desk.
Thud thud thud... the footsteps slowly made their closer and closer. Thud thud thud... a hand reached out to grab my sheets but stopped short after realizing I was not there. I heard a hoarse voice muttering to itself, "Where is that kid?!" I saw the figure look under the bed and check the closet, but without the lights, it was hard to make out the features of the assailant.
Crash! One of my lamps came crashing down and I heard the drawers open and slam shut. I dared not to breathe as tears rolled down my cheeks.
Finally, the person gave up their search and left my room with the door opened. I lifted the clothes blocking my sight, but the person was already long gone. I began to wonder... Who was the person in my room, and what were they carrying?
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The Empty Room
Mystery / ThrillerWith a load of disastrous events weighing the family down, the Jones hope that they can find a new life in their new, yet mysterious home... that is, until their abused daughter, Taylor, runs away. An anonymous death note is left behind and the fam...
