THE BASKET

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The next day I was in my moms car on the way to school. I was watching out the window and about a mile from the school I saw her for a brief moment. She was smiling and waving. Something seemed strange about her this time. I couldn't tell what it was but there was something.

All day I was thinking of her, trying to figure out what was different. I just couldn't figure it out. I asked if anyone else had seen her. The answer was the same every time,"No."

I was on my way home from school. This time there was a group of people with me so it would be hard to sneak away without anyone noticing. I decided I would just visit tomorrow.

I was at my house looking out my window and I noticed her standing outside in my yard she looked disappointed and angry. I told her that I would be there in a minute. I ran down the stairs and bolted outside, but when I got there she  was gone. I started to go into the woods to look for her but just as I started to walk I noticed a basket on the ground in front of me.

I picked up the basket and noticed that there was a note in it. The note said "I get that you don't like me or whatever. Sorry for waisting your time."

"You didn't waist my time!" I shouted. "Please come back."

She never came.

Eventually, my mom told me to come inside. When I did she asked me why I was crying. I told her it was a long story and headed off to my room and went to bed.

I woke up to the sound of my bedroom door closing. I immediately jumped out of bed and opened my door to see who was there. No one. There was no one there at all. I turned to go back to bed but then I noticed another basket with another note in it. This one said,"Meet me outside in the woods in 5 minutes." I put on a jacket and some shoes and ran outside in my pajamas.

When I made it to the woods I found a trail of baskets. I followed, picking up each basket as I went. When I got to the end I saw her. I looked up and waved. She waved back and smiled.

I noticed that she had a basket in her hand. It looked as though it had rose petals in it. Something really didn't seem right. The petals looked as though they weren't you red at first, like she dyed them red or something. They were also oddly shaped. Then I noticed the note in the basket. She handed it to me. This one read "blood."

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