My names Emma, and I just moved to Stull, Kansas. Yeah it's home of the creepy cemetery who everybody thinks is "haunted", but I don't believe in ghosts, that stuff is stupid. It's my first day here and I already hate it.
As I walked up the crackly steps a splinter plunged through my flip flops and up my foot.
"OW! There's something in my foot and it really hurts!"
"Honey, I'm trying my best here. I'll try to get it out when we get inside." Said my mom struggling to carry six boxes full of baby toys, clothes, and lamps.
The old moth ball smell made its way up my nose as I limped into the house. My dark brown hair fell from my messy bun and into my eyes. I opened my mouth and blew a little air, to get it out of the way.
I walked up the stairs and turned the corner. All of a sudden something brushed against my legs.
YOU ARE READING
The Taken
ParanormalThis is my first story here! I hope you guys like it but I've never written here before. This story is going to be kind of scary. Enjoy!
