Hey guys- so, be prepared for a really long story.
Prompts- (AAWC) Invisible (CWWC) One from challenge four, all prompts from challenge five, all prompts from challenge six, and all prompts from challenge seven.
It just gives you a warm, fuzzy feeling when you friends are kind to you and make you feel wanted. That was how I felt, with Auralie right by my side, facing her fears.
We walked into the graveyard, and Auralie dropped a few steps behind me.
“What’s taking so long?” I asked.
“Look,” she whispered and pointed to an old house, right where the woods and the graveyard intersected. “Do you think that could be something?”
I ran over to her. “Maybe. Maybe it’s Calla’s house!”
We both started walking towards it. This could be the key to figuring out what the Evil Queen and her daughter were up to.
I pulled on the door handle. “Locked,” I said.
Auralie pulled a bobby pin out of her her and picked the lock. To my surprise, the door opened.
“I thought that only worked in movies,” I told her.
“We are in a movie, remember?” said a breathless Auralie. I walked into the house.
Auralie and I screamed unanimously at the back door, with about eight locks. There was a message scratched into the door, but I didn’t want to read it.
“Good thing I didn’t try to pick those locks,” Auralie said in a joking manner. We both started laughing. Strange how she could make anything better.
We split up. I walked over to the left side of the house, and Auralie went to the right. I heard little voices by the stairs. Curious, I went to check it out.
“Who are you?” asked a little girl with brown hair. There were three girls, all sitting together. They just seemed to be waiting.
“I’m Rosette,” I told them.
The girl in the middle smiled. “You’re from our world, right?”
“Auralie! Come here!” I yelled.
“Gladly,” her voice called as she came over.
I took a deep breath. “These girls- they know.”
The girls stood up. “We have to go now. Remember, no one ever comes back if they stray between the wrong border. What lies beyond is unknown to those who are normal.”
“Wait,” Auralie said. “Can you please tell us one more thing?”
“We have to go,” the smallest girl said.
Auralie reached into her pocket. “How about if I give you one of my mom’s cookies?”
They smiled at each other. “Well, maybe we can stay another minute.”
I felt bad for them. They must have been so hungry. I could see it in their dirty faces.
“Not all haunted houses are places,” said the oldest girl. “Mommy says that all the time.”
Auralie split the cookie in three and gave to them. They linked hands, and suddenly it seemed as though they were invisible. But Aura and I knew they went back.
“How?” I asked.
“We can’t tell our parents this,” I said. “They must have not wanted us to know anything about the Story World for a reason. Plus, we’ll be grounded for sneaking out.”
She smiled. “Let’s go. We probably should get back to my house before my dad does.”
I picked up a lamp, which was much brighter than mine, from the stairs. One of the little girls was holding it earlier.
I stepped out of the house and held the door. Auralie and I held hands.
Suddenly, we heard footsteps.
“Who’s that?” Aurlie whispered.
“You know who I am,” said the voice.
There was a figure by the door of the house. I dropped the lantern and Auralie and I ran for our lives.
Tears slipped down my cheek. How did I go in so far? I cried even more when I realized there was no way out of the mess I was in.
But there was a way out of the graveyard, and I was determined to find it. I remembered there was a white gravestone by the entrance. It was the only white one in the whole graveyard.
I looked around and saw the white stone.
“This way!” I yelled.
We exited the graveyard, and the person seemed to give up and went back to Auralie’s house.
I caught one last look at the graveyard.
The white stone read “Here lies a man who was not of this earth.”
“That was crazy,” Auralie said. We were getting soaked by rain as we walked to the safety of Auralie’s hidden house.
I tripped on a branch and I felt blood on my arm.
“That’s great,” I muttered.
I started to get back up, but then I saw Auralie whispering into her watch. I got back down and listened.
“Yes, we’re on our way to my house. No, she has no idea. Bye Calla.”
Tears stung my eyes. What was going on? Was my best friend working with my worst enemy? I thought Auralie would be like her mother: a hero, a princess. I guess villains have to start somewhere.
Dun dun dun! What is Auralie doing? Tune in sometime soon to find out.