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East Bluff Nightmare-Chapter 5
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I go to school, but it feels so different. I didn’t tell anyone what happened in that car. Hopefully Kalden wasn’t in to much trouble. I wonder what yesterday all was about. Every thing was all crazy and unusual. I couldn’t shake off the dream at all and I was so lost when the teacher called on me to answer a question on who was the 20th president. How should I have known that, but the oddest thing is I answered it right. My whole life has been turned upside down since I moved here. At lunch Kalden and I are very quite, but it is not long until someone notices.
“Are you guys OK?” Theo asks mainly to Kalden because he doesn’t know me that well.
“We’re fine. Just a little tired.” Kalden still has a gazed look in his eye. Doesn’t he know no one will believe him with that look?
“Fine, keep things from your best friend.” Theo turns and talks to Alex.
I look at Kalden and it’s like he knows exactly what I am thinking. We walk over to the corner of the lunchroom.
“Did something strange happen to you today also?” I ask he stares at me confused.
“Didn’t you already ask me this question?”
“No I don’t think so.”
“Well other than this I was in gym and usually I hit a single ball when we do baseball but this time it was like ever thing was in slow motion. I hit everything. What happened to you?”
“Every class I got called in to answer crazy questions I normally would know the answer. I answered every one right.” We stare at each other and we are both confused we here the bell and I turn to go to class and I hear.
“Weird things are going on.”
I turn my head and ask, “Did you say something?”
He shakes his head no. I get through the rest of school. Even more crazy things happen. I answered a question correctly before he said the question, I almost I thought I looked through a door to a when it was closed, and it had no windows, and I kept hearing my name being called out during 7th hour. I walk home keep close watch on cars. I have a feeling I will be attacked by that driver again. I watch the road very carefully walking home. I don’t let any cars have any shot to run me over. I walked so carefully I didn’t get home until dinner time.
“Why are you here so late.” My mother gives me her look that says what are you doing out so late.
“I had to stay to turn in some homework.”
“It doesn’t take a person that long to turn in homework after school.”
“Well how would you know?”
I walk up my stairs and I don’t even think about eating. I just felt like I had to get away. I get up stairs and I go to my room like I always do. Locking the door, I go into my closet and go into the secret room. Today it seems even bigger than yesterday. Why does it seem so big when there even isn’t that much room to have such a big room? I go into a drawer and take out a tape measurer. I measure the length and the width. Then on a piece of paper I write, “October 3rd, 2008- 3 ft x 6ft.”
I walk out of the room with the diary in hand. I lay on my bed and I start to read.
June 4, 1999
Dear Dairy,
I had the most terrible dream. “Nightmare” was everywhere I looked. I couldn’t move when he looked at me. I have no way to keep him from doing this. He says he will kill my parents if I don’t help him. I need help. I feel like there is someone out there that has the same problem as me. I feel pain from a girl. She is six and she lost her father. I think “Nightmare” had something to do with it. He tells me not to get involved, but I’m 8 and if I can help I want to. He tells me if I get involved he will take me away. He says he has done it before, but I can’t let that girl remember “Nightmare” and once I make her forget what happened everything in her life will be good. I write tomorrow and tell you how the girl is doing.
Madeline
I turn the page and see if the other entry is there, but it is blank. Why would she not write back in there? I here something tap my window and I jump straight out of my bed I hide the diary under my pillow and try to calm down. My heart was beating so fast I could hear it. I hear something tap my window again. I slowly walk over to the window and I look down. I was surprised to see Kalden standing there. It I open the window.
“What’s up?” I ask because he wouldn’t come here with out reason.
“Did you hear anything walking home?”
“No, but my name was being called out from the shadows in 7th Hour. Well that’s what it sounded like any way.”
“My name was being called out when I was walking home today”
“I found something else, but we can’t talk here. Meet me tomorrow at the library. I have something interesting to show you.” I close my window and get ready for bed. When I walk back in my room Marie-Ann is on my bed. She has something in her hand. It’s the diary.
“Don’t touch that.” I am furious now. She always comes in my room at night.
“Did it work?” She asked.
“What?”
“You read the diary, and you read it. I am wondering if it worked.”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
Suddenly the door is opened. It’s “Gerry”.
“Marie-Ann, I told you not to bother Nadalia any more. Now get out of the room, NOW.”
Comments
Please Login to post comments| On June 25th 2008 Omniton Said : | |
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THAT is insane. What's up with this little girl? kmp! GOD BLESS YOU! |
| On March 24th 2008 xHickChick789x Said : | |
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omg now that's strange. |
| On March 23rd 2008 chayeah22 Said : | |
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wow! This is really good! I can't wait to see what happens next! |
| On March 23rd 2008 KiTiEwAzHeRe Said : | |
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thats f***** CRAZY!!!
Good story thuogh. KMP |
| On March 23rd 2008 xashleyrosex Said : | |
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kmp |
| On March 23rd 2008 dangg101 Said : | |
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woah! i like it alot kmp pleas egreat story!! =D |
| On March 22nd 2008 sadee309 Said : | |
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wow. |
