Board Thread:Writer's Workshop/@comment-26027963-20150430154416

Pitter-patter, pitter-patter.

I paused Romeo & Juliet, right at my favorite part, and listened closer.

Pitter-patter, pitter-patter.

It sounded like someone was in the... Attic.

Pitter-patter, pitter-patter.

Oh man, the attic. I haven't been up there in a week or so. But what the hell was up there?

''Pitter-patter, pitter-patter. Thump''.

I got up from the comfortable couch, and walked over to one of the cabinets in the kitchen. I grabbed a flashlight, preparing for my expedition. If I remember right, but the entrance was in the garage.

On my way there, I glance up at my family photos, asking them to wish me luck.

I walked into the garage, and went to the center of the room. I pulled down on the rope, and let down the foldable ladder. I climbed up, and into the cobwebbed filled attic.

I pressed the button, and watched as part of the space of illuminated. I shone it around the room. I saw that everything was in order, then I pointed it towards the center of the room.

It illuminated the face of a little girl, her body paled and rapidly deteriorating. She looked as if she may be starved.

"Daddy, can I come out now?" He voice like angels.

"No!" I went over and slapped her, her check feeling warm for the moment my hand was on it. "That's for disturbing me and making me go up here!"

I spat on her fallen body, and left.

I un-paused the TV, it was my favorite part!

I watched as Juliet killed herself.

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