The Briefcase.

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One day in April, Olivia was on her way to school. She had decided to take the long way instead of the one her dad prohibited. This way went through a big, dark overgrown forest, and over a little old bridge with the creek passing under it. Olivia loves going this way. It was so peaceful. Olivia loves listening to the calm chirping of the birds that we're on the strong trees above or on the broken down trees on the forest floor.

Olivia was almost at school the gate that brings you into the town, what's up ahead; But strangely enough it was locked. Olivia got off her bike, which made her bike fall to the ground with a hard, allowed to thump. She then walked up to the gate and looked inside. The town looked very quiet and very much deserted. It seemed as if the town was under some sort of lock down or something.

Olivia looked as far as her little Hazel eyes could see. It looked like it had been deserted or much worse invaded! "Naaaaaaaahhh!" stuttered Olivia nervously trying to push that last thought to the back of a big, overthinking brain of hers. But why, Olivia thought, why would the gate be locked? Olivia decided to look around the gate. "Maybe there's a clue somewhere around here. There's just got to be!" Whispered Olivia, intensely. After a few minutes of looking around, "Ah ha!" Shouted Olivia, thankfully, As she walked over to the left side of the gate, on the grassy ground, right before her little eyes was a briefcase. It looked very old and very dirty. Olivia stood there staring at it, not knowing what to do.

All of a sudden, Olivia saw something move from the nearby tree, from out of the corner of her eye. Olivia stayed frozen in her spot, then some thing or someone jumped out of the tree which made Olivia fall to the ground, landing on her knees right beside the briefcase. Olivia crawled as fast as she could, forgetting in her jeans were new and would get green grass stains on them she hurried to the big brick wall that attached to the gate and close your eyes and curled into the smallest bottle possible.Scared for dear life. Then everything was quiet again, Olivia waited for two minutes before she and curled her self and looked around. Nothing!

As Olivia got to her feet, still a bit shaky, she went to go grab the briefcase, but to her astonishment, it was gone! "Huh? It was just here. Whaaat?" Stuttered Olivia. Olivia, pretty much scared to death, hesitantly she looked upwards to the nearby tree, there was nothing..."few!" Side Olivia. "Okay, so the briefcase was here. Now it's gone." Stated Olivia. "But how??" Olivia let out a devastated sigh, shook her head a few times. Then, looking back at where she last saw it. "No way! I must crazy!!" Said Olivia looking to where she had last seen it. Olivia started to feel a light drizzle of rain fall from the sky above. She looked up words and saw that the clouds above her were indicating that the storm was coming.

Olivia ran to her bike and got on, and started to bike home when she sat there, on her bike, confused. She could see the path she had took to get here, which of course is now in front of her. But anxiety washed over her; and a voice inside her, her conscience, was telling her to stop and not go that way, do not go any further.  Olivia ignore the constant voice inside her head. Olivia went further, Voice came back more persistent, and more controlling than she had ever felt before. Olivia actually felt at this time. It came to her as a sharp throbbing pain in her gut. Causing her a painful tummy-ache. The tummy ache lasted 10 minutes, then she got a feeling in her gut that she shouldn't be moving at all. The feeling in her gut with sharp and strong. A title wave of trembling fear washed over her.

Olivia has been standing there for over an hour now. There was nobody in sight. There was no other way home beside the path her father has for bidden her to take. The path went through a giant, dark, haunted forest, and across Mr. Norman's (Normans meaning psycho) lawn. Everybody knew that if they wanted to stay alive or be able to sleep at night, never ever bother Mr. Norman or go on his property!

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