Board Thread:Writer's Workshop/@comment-25418786-20140915092409

My parents always kept me in my house once I had come back from school, I had

asked if I could go to my friends house one day but they refused. I was depressed

and asked why? Mummy said," There was something dangerous lurking outside our house

when you came back, it had followed you home." I was frightened from mummy's

statement.

"What is it?" I asked, I regret splurting those three words from my mouth.

She and daddy turned their heads to look at eachother and then turned back towards me.

"We can not tell you dear, you are too young to know," they said with a

sad look on their faces.

The next afternoon as I walk home I turn my head to see who was following me.

As I turned my head I saw....nothing. Absolutely nothing. I was so angry at

my parents, they made me scared of nothing! They probably didn't want me to go

outside because they were jealous of me wanting to hang out with my friends instead

of them. Hmph, expected much since they would always treat me as their "prized possesion"

I continue to stomp towards my house and once I arrived I knocked on the door.

It wouldn't open. I knocked again, no sound. I started to panic, once again I knocked,

again nothing.I opened my phone and rang mum's cellphone, no answer. Just then I....  