Amy ... Amy Hashimoto ... I didn't remember much about her. I didn't even know who she was... who was she? Ugh. No one does. I'm like, on the outside of the regular world. I'm a shadow creeping down the path that you barely notice until ... bam! You feel a bump in your head the next morning. Ha Ha. But I don't have time for introductions and stuff, I have to check out this house! It's creepy. And not just that regular odd feeling of creepy, this has a definite menacing feeling to it. Look! I think I saw something move inside!
"Well, it could be owned, you know." That's my older brother, John. John's a real drip when it comes to investigating. The only reason I bring him along is ... uh ... because he has a functioning camera. Yeah. Otherwise I could probably do this myself. I mean, he doesn't believe in anything, and he's such a coward. But company's company. A brother's a brother.
"Owned? No way that place is owned. I mean, who owns it the Adams Family? The Munsters? Give me a break John, that place has murder mystery written all over it."
"Amy, this isn't a book you know. You're not a junior sleuth!" John tried to diminish and extinguish my efforts, as he always did, but this time I would not be rattled. I had finally seen something truly odd in our little town ... and I had to get to the bottom of what was going on! I had definitely seen something move inside - something big, and probably hairy. I shuttered at the thought. I looked over at John, who was shaking in his boots.
"Come on John! Let's go in and investigate!" I ran ahead while John stayed there probably whimpering. I heard him yell something after me,
"Don't do it, Amy! It's dangerous!" I laughed in the face of danger! Ha Ha! I ran up to the heavy metal fence, and hid behind some particularly itchy bushes. I crouched down, pulled out my digital camera and looked into the highest window in the house. It was open, no curtain or anything, a perfect chance for catching something. I could hear John coughing behind me and said to him, without taking my eyes away from the window,
"Shh! Be quiet, John! And sit down! I don't want you to scare them away!"
"But Amy..." He began to whine again, but something was happening,
"Shhh! There it is!" I caught a glimpse of a small stout shadow roaring across the upstairs planks and snapped a few photos. Then it was gone. This was so exciting, nothing like this had ever happened before in the little town of Red Grove! I was so giddy I could almost hug John, but I didn't. I ran up to the gate, and began wondering how I could go in. The most obvious way would be to climb. But the spikes at the top looked frighteningly real. I didn't really want to risk my life. Maybe, I could ...
"forget this, I'm telling mom!" John whined as he ran away. What a chicken! How could he ... darn! I'd be grounded again! But I couldn't let this thing get away ... but how would I get in?
View Portfolio
Visit Notebook
Send Gift Points
Awards
Badges
Send Email
Community Newsfeed
General Discussion
Sponsored Items
Book of Trinkets
Static Items
Books
Groups
Interactive Stories
Audio
Campfire Creatives
Community Notes
Crossword Puzzles
Documents
Folders
Images
In & Outs
Madlibs
Photo Albums
Polls
Product Reviews
Quizzes
Survey Forms
Web Pages
Word Searches
More by this author
