Friday the thirteenth

By: Zoe

Mystery


" They're after me!" cried a voice. Francis ran down the hall, "Did you say something Steve?" she cried, exasperated.
" No," said Steve, " I didn't say anything." Francis could have sworn that she had heard a voice. Maybe it was her imagination running away from her again.
" I'm going for a walk," Francis said,"Don't wait up." She picked up her jacket and went out the door. The air was crisp and the steam rose from the footpath, seeming to follow her every move. What was wrong with her? Was it just her imagination? Or was it something else.... something worse.
She walked over the road and stopped. A voice was calling her. She
looked behind her to see who it was but there was no one there.
"Francis, Where are you going? Don't you have a duty to complete?" She stopped. Out loud she said," Who are you, what do you want? What duty are you talking about?" But the voice was gone, it was just her and the wind, blowing through her long blonde hair...like a voice whispering to her." No, it's just my imagination" she said to herself. Then a movement, she turned around. A shadow? No it was just her imagination again. She turned around and began to walk home. Just before she reached her house, she heard it again it called her but this time it was loud and powerful she felt weak and the force of the voice entranced her. She followed it for what seemsd an eternity. Then it stopped. She slowed down her eyes felt heavy and her legs were numb, she forced her eyes open ... there were people all around...she was at her own house again. She pushed open the door and walked inside. There was blood, leading to her room. Slowly she opened the door to see a body. A lifeless body. A body which had once been a beautiful girl with long blonde hair. Next to the girl was a young man, bent over her sobbing. Steve! Francis ran over to him," Steve," she cried. He did not look up. She cried again but again he did not reply. She looked at the girl.. she looked familiar. She went to put her hand on Steves shoulder to comfort him but it slipped through.....like a ghost.




Age: 14
City: Nambour
State or Province: Queensland
Country: Australia
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