That Night

• Zara Incorvaja, Grade 7
• Short Story
• 2012

I crept along the cold dark hallway; I could hear my stomach grumble so I tip toed to the kitchen.
As I turned around to open up the fridge I thought I saw someone run towards my bedroom.
I didn’t want to follow but something in my body forced me too.

I crept alongside the wall and
as I got to my room I saw this white figure standing next to the window looking out of it.
At first I was frozen but then the white figure turned around and saw me.

It was a little girl about 5 years old she was wearing a dress with ripped stockings and she had a bow in her hair.

I was about
To scream but nothing came out of my mouth when I opened it. I couldn’t move it was like I was glued to the floor with the world’s stickiest super glue.

The ghost lifted up her hand and placed it between my hands. It felt cold and it stung a little bit. The ghost dragged me across to my bed.

She sat me down right in front of her. I looked inside her eyes they were full of blackness and worry.
I pinched myself to see if I was dreaming but it was real. I could hear the ghost whisper something but it was very soft and airy. The ghost walked across the room and pointed to my bedroom cupboard. I didn’t know what to do so I got up very carefully and opened the cupboard.

Then
A doll came tumbling out, I didn’t know how that got there but when I looked at the dolls face it sent
A shiver down my spine. I finally found my voice and let out a huge screech which scared away the ghost.

The next night I was terrified to go in my bedroom so I just sat there staring at my closet waiting for something to happen. A loud banging noise came from inside my wardrobe. I was so scared I thought I would pee my pants. The ghost stepped out of the closet but this time the ghost looked sadder then last night.

That scared me even more.
“What do you want” I panicked.
“Runaway Run away” The ghost replied in a very airy whisper. I didn’t know what it meant so I hid under my covers and shut my eyes as tight as I could.

I could hear the ghost drift closer to me. I didn’t know what to do so I just stayed there till morning. When I saw daylight I opened my covers and crawled out of my bed.

I knew the ghost was gone so I went to my bathroom and right in front of me was the ghost pinned to the wall. I wanted to scream but I couldn’t my legs were like jelly, I wanted to throw up.

There was a little note next to the ghost saying: Your Next written in red! That scared the living daylights out of me saw I turned and I was about to run.

But when I turned around the doll was standing there with this look that was not very nice. She came closer and closer and then she striked and stabbed me in the heart. I fell to the floor in a sudden death I was dead stone dead, just lying on the floor dead. The doll came and lifted me up and pinned me to the wall.
THE END.........