FRIDAY
I woke up early this morning so I could do my homework that I had forgotten to do last night. As I rubbed the sleep from my eyes I heard I knocking at my bedroom window. I froze but then I realised that it probably was only the trees outside. I walked over to my desk and sat on my pink chair and pulled out a pen to start my homework. ‘Tap tap tap’ I stood up slowly “Nobody can knock on my window, I’m on the second storey” I thought aloud. I grabbed the corner of my curtain and pulled it aside. I swear I saw a glimpse of what I thought was a person, but it was probably just my imagination. I glanced further beyond the trees and saw that it was going to be another gloomy rainy day as the clouds were dark overhead.
I got ready for school said goodbye to my mum and left for school. It was just starting to rain as I stepped on the bus and found Jess sitting at the back as usual.
“Hey” Jess greeted me with her usual cheerful smile.
“Hey, um, I was wondering do you want to come to my house tomorrow night, my mum and dad are going to an exhibition for the weekend?” I asked
“Sure I’d love to…can we watch scary movies!?” Jess asked excitedly.
“Of course!” I laughed.
We talked about scary movies the whole ride to school, and then went our separate ways to our classes. As I walked past the school car park I saw a young woman, who had her flaming red hair pulled tightly into a bun and as I watched her, her lips moved into a smile, a creepy smile. I quickly turned my head and started to jog towards my classroom. It was probably just one of my creepy, weird teachers I had in year seven…I hoped.
As the day ended I made my way home and plonked myself onto my couch and wrapped a fluffy blanket around me. Mum and Dad had already left for the exhibition and I was left at home. Jess would be coming tomorrow night, I couldn’t wait! As I sat on my black leather couch I began to wonder who the lady was in the car park, but as I thought I struggled to keep my consciousness and eventually fell asleep.
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Home Alone- (Updated version)
Подростковая литератураHave you ever felt like someone is watching you? This is how 16 year old Grace Davies feels, until one night she realises that there really was someone watching her.
