As the clicks turn from seconds to minutes, to hours, the ambient sounds of the night begin to change. The noise of cars driving by stop, the sound of the steady whir of the dryer, the unsteady shaking of the water heater die away, replaced by a bone chilling silence. Eyes nearly bug out of their sockets as they desperately search the ceiling, ears twitch and try to find sound
His parents are not home and he did not call them. He just wants to handle it by himself. Next he is optimistic. He makes a list of things to do before he dies.
Today was the day he’s going to tell his dad. He walked in the room and told his dad the story. How his friends jumped a greasers and his friend Bob ended up dying. The expression on his dad's face was incomprehensible. He started screaming furiously and ordered him out of his house.
He looks old and mean. The house was dark like from a horror movie. I tell him the whole story and he gets a saw. As he was cutting the logs my dad was moaning and groaning In pain. “It wIll be ok,”
my dad exclaimed. “What?” I answered. I was downstairs getting some popcorn for a very good night. When I was walking back up to the room, something else happened “NOOO!
"We have a house guest, Derek Hale. He just lost almost all of his family in a house fire. There 's just him, his sister in New York, and his uncle... and the doctors aren 't sure if his uncle 's going to make it. He 's going to be staying here for at least a few days. He 's pretty fragile, so go easy on him, please?"
Rob could see a lamp shining from his father’s home indicating he was waiting for them. With a euphoric feeling Rob heard the words, ‘Did that really happen?’ fall from his lips in a hushed tone.
"DAD!" I shout running to him. My dad gives me a big hug. "Are you okay?" He asked.
Dad's dead! Dad's dead! Dad's dead! Dad's dead! Dad's dead!”
Family “Father! Father! Wake up. They’re going to throw you outside… No!
Aaron and I slowly approached the door to my father’s work room. Aaron knocked on the door for me as I stood there nervously. “Come in,” I heard my father’s voice call from the inside of the room. We stepped into the
I wake up drowning in my own sweat. All the lights are on in my room. I look at the clock and it’s 2:00 a.m. I must have fell asleep doing my homework and had a bad dream.
I called everyone I could think of. But no one picked up. Chris and Ricky stood watching me as I sat there calling people over and over. “What!?” I finally asked in a super annoyed and pissed off tone.
*Survival Game* The lightning flashed and crackled as I unlocked my computer. I can't wait any longer to play Survival Game... I reached out to search for my headphones in the mess of chip bags and unfolded clothes. Then I typed Laken in the name box on and clicked "start" closing my eyes.
Dad I'm tired! I don't want to do this anymore! Can we please go inside? It's so late and I just want to rest."