Lillypod1175

~Shaken~Chapter 3: The truth How's my week been…well lets see…I have some little girl trying to convince me I'm dead…everyone's ignoring me and now, I'm running out of food in my fridge…so not very good. If only I had of just stayed home instead of going into that cave…and maybe if i hadn't have read that stupid ancient writing all over th- I looked up from the lined sheet of paper that i was writing on…and re-read what I had just written, and suddenly it all came back to me. I really am dead. I stood up and ran into the living room. "I'm dead!" I screamed in the most high pitched voice I've eve

I looked at all the people walking in and out of the Mr. Mcarthy's office. I went in and I walked up to the desk. "Hello. I'm here for Mr. Mcarthy." I said, I was always aloud to come in without an arranged date because he was our family friend. "Is Mrs. Pearings here?" The secretary called and looked past me. "Excuse me! I need in RIGHT NOW!" I said offended that after all this time, she was just ignoring me. "I'm right here." Mrs. Pearings said. "Mr. Mcarthy can't see you today. He's dealing with the death of a friend right now. Can you come back tomorrow?" The secretary started blabbing away on some friends death as I stormed out angr

It seemed as if the whole town were here. Looking at the destroyed cave. We all felt the ground shake when the cave fell, but why did the cave fall. There were broken pieces of rock all over. I stared at the ground thinking myself, when suddenly a man bumped into me.    "Hey, watch what you're doing!" I screamed out. He ignored me and kept walking. I shook my head and walked toward the broken pieces of cave. There was red written on one of the shards. I picked it up and examined it. It seemed to be some kind of ancient writing. I shoved it into my coat pocket and walked away.    As I walked down the street, many people knocked into me. It f

I stared at the stone wall. One hand holding my torch and the other placed against the wall. Different symbols that seemed as though they were hundreds of years old were drawn in red all over the wall. I turned to look away, but I only found more symbols. Shivers ran down my back, and I felt cold. I searched for the opening that I had come from. It was gone. I tried screaming for help, but nothing came out. I was frozen. I stared at the wall in front of me and fell to the ground. The cave shook. I lay there unable to do anything at all. Not even tears could run down my face. It felt as though I was being forced to feel neutral. I stopped brea