Tuesday, October 26, 2004
While baby-sitting the new neighbors' children for the first time, Katie answered the phone expecting to hear her new neighbors' voice. Katie didn't like being at other people's house alone. She thought it was creepy, especially this house. A man named Mr. Thether used to live in the house and the house is thought to be haunted. Supposedly, Mr. Thether killed his mother, but her body was never found.
Katie flipped her long, brown hair and answered the phone.
"Hello, James' residence." Katie listened for a response, but only heard deep breathing. "Hello?" Katie said, but the person had hung up.
Becky, 9 years old, and Peter, 11 years old, ran into the living room giggling.
"What are you laughing about?" Katie asked.
Peter said, "Oh, nothing. We were just playing."
Katie went into the kitchen to fix dinner for Peter and Becky. Mrs. James had told her to make anything she could find. She opened the fridge and jumped back. A plastic container of macaroni and chees had fallen out and spilled all over the floor.
"Oh, great," she said to herself while going to the sink to get a wash cloth to clean the mess up. As she knelt down, Katie hears the floor creak behind her. She turned around, but she was nothing. She got up to rinse out the cloth at the sink. Above the sink was a small window. She shut off the water and as she turned away she saw a flash of something. Her heart began to race, but when she looked out the window. Again, nothing was there.
She heard the front door open and close and footsteps hurrying up the stairs. She had to think fast. OK, the kids are upstairs and something just went upstairs. What should I do? Quickly, she slid out the drawer that the knives were kept in and chose the sharpest, longest knife there was. Katie cautiously and quietly scurried up the stairs, all while her eyes were darting back and forth. She crept along the hallway, listening for anything. As she passed Peter's room she heard snickering. She slowly opened the door and entered. Peter and Becky were lying on the ground laughing. When they saw Katie they scrambled off the floor. Mrs. James' cellphone fell out of Peter's pocket.
Katie began to figure everything out. Peter had the cell phone, so he was the one who called. Katie dropped the knife and started to laugh.
"You guys set this all up," Katie said while laughing. "I don't believe it!"
Katie went over to sit on Peter's bed, but all of a sudden a repulsive hand with curled, yellow claws reached out from under the bed and pulled Katie under.
- Laurie Chenoweth is a Tonganoxie Junior High School student.