My FIRST story!!

Hi-ho peepies! This is a story that I wrote when my teacher gave me a picture of a tiny door, telling us that it needed to be scary, but without any gore or blood or bad stuff... Heheheeeee ;D

ENJOY!!



Discouraging

Even the window was dark, dark as night, but it was only 12:02 PM. Just that. "Father surely wants me dead. He wants me gone," thought little Sage. She had dark brown hair with vibrant yellow highlights that cascaded down her back and light blue eyes that could coax a lion to do a jig. Yet nobody could see them in the evil and vile darkness that seemed to swallow everyone and everything.
 BOOM. CLICK. BOOM. CLICK. BOOM. CLICK.
The sounds got closer and closer. They got louder and louder. Sage knew it was Father coming. Coming. Coming.
Her heart was pounding -- She was sure she had seen the doorknob turn. No. Father might just be getting his coat. It was cold outside, and Father had to work. Maybe all he needed was a jacket.
BOOM. CLICK. BOOM. CLICK. BOOM.
Sage whimpered like a wounded dog. She ducked under her bed, hoping with all her little heart that it would provide protection. Only hoping. Wishing.
Sage couldn't hear a thing. Not only was it dark, it was as silent as an abandoned town. Then... "Sage, dear, Father says you may come out." That was Mother! She would never lie! She wouldn't listen to the will of Father, she would do what was right!
"Coming, Mother!"
CLICK. BOOM.
"Mother! Wake up! Everything will be alright! Please... PLEASE!!"


"Sage, dear," a menacing voice with evil wrapped around it said, "Mother is. . . . . sleeping. Let her rest. Come to me."
"N-No!"
"Now."
Slowly, Sage walked forward. Wishing. Wishing. Wanting. Hoping.

CLICK. BOOM. SCREAM.


"Goodnight, Sage."