Board Thread:Writer's Workshop/@comment-28299494-20160628222401

 “So you need me to come right now?” I asked the parents. “Yes, we’re sorry for calling on such short notice but this is really urgent.” They replied “Okay, I understand I’ll be there right away. What’s your address?” I asked. “3214, Alabama St. They answered

“This was surprising,” I thought. Alabama St. was right across the block so I thought I could walk. So I walked to their house and was surprised to see that there was no car and the garage was open. I knocked on the door and was greeted with Rachel. Rachel was the girl that I babysat and was simply the sweetest thing. So we played two games (a matching game and a numbers game) and watched some TV. When it was time for dinner I made some broccoli and sandwiches. Rachel asked for some ice cream and, because she was so well behaved and had eaten all her dinner, I said yes. So I looked for the freezer and there wasn’t one in the kitchen which is odd. Usually freezers are in the kitchen under the fridge. “Well maybe it’s in the garage.” I asked. So I go in the garage door, which was in the kitchen, and I found it in there. I got the ice cream bucket and start to head out the door when I saw it. Another little girl with a wide smile, motionless and staring. It was creepy in a way, but Rachel called me over for something else. She asked me for nuts and told me those were in the garage. So I walked back into the garage, found the nuts, and saw the girl again with a different appearance. Her smile was wider and she looked as though she was wearing a red cape. She looked creepier this way, but I thought maybe she was a neighbor that wanted to play and was just abnormally very flexible with her jaw.

I went to Rachel and now she asked for M&M’s. I said no and then she started to whine, so I finally said yes. I assumed the M&M’s were in the garage like everything else. I didn’t find them and was going to ask Rachel where they were. I saw the little girl again, but this time was holding a knife dripping with blood, and her smile was almost to her ears. I ran back in the kitchen in a fright, only to find Rachel dead covered in a pool of her own blood.”What the hell happened,” this cannot be happening,” I yelled. I called 911 then called the parents.

 “Yes, Is there a problem?” the parents asked

 “Listen, I have no idea how it happened, but your daughter has been murdered.” I exclaimed

 “W-what are you talking about, y-you can’t be serious,” they cried

 “Listen…”

 “NO YOU LISTEN TO US, I DON’T KNOW WHO THE HELL YOU THINK YOU ARE, BUT IF YOU MURDER OUR DAUGHTER WE MURDER YOU.” the parents screamed

 “This wasn’t my fault, I promise you, the police are here investigating but they haven’t found anything.” I told them.

 “I-I don’t believe you, if they are here can I speak to one,” they demanded.

 I gave the phone to one of the officers, however i couldn’t hear what the parent said. Only the officer but what he said isn’t important.

 “Well?” I asked.

 “Okay I believe you know, but that doesn’t excuse the fact that she was murdered. Can you tell us how it happened” The parents exclaimed.

 “All I know is that there was this little girl behind a window in your garage,” I explained “Wait a minute did you say a window… our garage has no windows just a mirror.”  