Where was Darcy? Was he ok? How did I get here? All these questions and more were running through my head. I was scared, for myself and for him. I tried to convince myself it was all a dream, but I failed.
I was physically tired, sore, I needed to sleep, but inside my head there was a rage. I knew I couldn't rest.
I sit in my room, not knowing what to do, scared. I try to think it through. But that doesn't work either. I look at my clock, it reads 5:30am. Then I remember. What is Mum going to do to me when she wakes up? I don't even wan't to think about it, because I did during the movie. I would keep calm, and just explain to her about everything that happened and make no big deal about it. It's a pretty simple plan, but it took me hours to think straight. Anyway, I don't even have time to think about that now, I have to think of Darcy.
I can't help but think of Mum and how she locks the doors every night before she goes to bed. Wait, then how did I get in the house? What if none of this happened and I came home from the movies to be locked outside of the house all night. Would Mum really do that? Maybe she just didn't know... But after the phone call... Stop! I'm thinking about it again!
There is a knock at the front door. I ignore it. The person knocks even louder again and I give in. I don't want to wake up Mum. I race downstairs, light on my feet and open the door. Before me stands Darcy.
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EspiritualThere will never be enough words to describe what's happening to Samantha and her newly made friend Darcy. Strange things are happening, and there is no reason for it. When a strange demonic creature takes over Samantha's Mum, and Darcy's house has...
