Sally's Story

Author's Note: I wrote this story to have fun writing, and to make Sally have the adventure of her lifetime. This is a descriptive writing piece.

It was a black and stormy night; Sally was sitting up in her bed waiting for the storm to pass.  As she was sitting there watching the rain roll down the window, Sally pretended that the rain falling down the window was a race, WHICH ONE WILL WIN?! While glaring out the window she saw the now familiar figure she can’t explain. Sally’s eyes have seen a strange thing, she saw a person, who distinctly looked like her younger sister. When Sally would try to look harder the person would simply disappear; just like when that cheesecake you really like magically disappears. Sick of this nonsense, she decided to go find this mysterious fading person. Walking down the stairs, she notices the window was open. While looking at the window with curiosity Sally tripped on a random bottle. Sally picked up the bottle and saw there was something in it. After pulling the cork with all her might, it finally opened. Taking out the note, Sally discovered it was addressed to her. It went like this:

Dear Sally,                   
               I have noticed that you have currently found me. Sally, you have no idea what you just got yourself into! This is definitely not a good thing. Writing this note brought pain to my heart, I did not want to give this to you, but I have to. I’m sure that you will be very sad to hear this, but I will have to eliminate you. The reason for this is because you saw me. Before I eliminate you, I will be showing you who I am. You better watch your back, because I'm coming for you! Also you can't run... All connections from phones and computers have been disconnected. Ohh and it’s on…IT’S ON LIKE DONKEY KONG!

Good luck,
The Shadow Women

  Not only was Sally astonished by the note, she was scared at the same time. As Sally thought about what she had done, she didn't hear the ruckus coming from upstairs. Then out of nowhere someone jumped on her back, they fell  down the stairs. Smashing through the glass window at the bottom of the steps. After being smashed through the window Sally and the mysterious person have found themselves in a forest. When Sally looked up she knew it wasn't the normal forest that she was used to; it changed from being bright and filled with rainbows to feeling dark and murderous.
      Right when they stood up after smashing through the window, Sally and the mysterious person started rolling down the an enormous hill. At the bottom of the hill there's a large lake, Sally gets up quickly and runs into the water trying to get away from the crazy person. When Sally finally gets across, the person is just laying there. Sally though "Am I ok?" she looked at her clothes to see if there is any blood. She finds blood all over her side!
As Sally felt to see if her side hurt, she took a quick glance up, and found the person half way across the lake. Sally turned around and started running for her life, she was scared to death. As Sally was sprinting away, she was thinking who  could that be. "Who did I make angry, or was rude to?" Sally imagined. She was reviewing in her mind what had just happened, but there was blood on her side? When the person was in the water there was a trail of blood right behind him. My side doesn't hurt Sally thought, so the blood must be the other person’s.

Sally knew where she was going; she knew the forest inside out. Going all the way to the front of the forest, sitting by the Shore of Wacotichi Island. Sally believed that the person was behind her, she quickly looked for a boat to scream for help. There was not a boat to be found. Sally got up and went to the opposite side of the forest, still on the shore of the island.
Again Sally sprinted, she sprinted right back to her house. Sally went through the back door locking it behind her. Getting the old rusted hammer with the red handle and also a box of large nails. Sally got all of the aged rotten wood from the basement. Hammering the wood on the doors and windows. In a rush to get the last window done Sally had pinched her finger in between two bulky pieces of wood, hurrying to get unstuck. She didn't want to die, not here not now!

 Sally waited and waited, she thought "Is the person ever going to come and hurt me? But I won't let the person hurt me!"  Having unsure feelings on what is going to happen. One of the windows began to ache and moan. Sally didn't hear these noises because she had fallen asleep, to the silent waiting of the murderer. Once Sally woke up she looked around the house, catching her eye was one window. It was the window that had been moaning and aching. There was a circular hole in the wood boards. Sally stuck her head through the hole; it was big enough for a body to fit through. Investigating the house, Sally heard a loud sound. It sounded like a bird flapping its wings. When Sally turned into her guest bedroom she was in complete shock!
            When she walked in all her sheets and covers were over the windows making the room pitch black. She flipped the light switch with a shaking hand and with her head on a swivel; inside she was crumbling from fear. Sally knew something wasn't right, yet she kept moving towards the flapping noise. It was coming from the bathroom; Sally tried to be steady and silent. The old wood didn't help her at all, every step she took there was an earsplitting screech. Once Sally reached the bathroom, there was the faded black blob hanging from the curtain pole.  It was that very thing that made her run out of her house screaming bloody murder.

Out of plain instinct, she ran away. Sally ran with all her might, still sprinting until her home was out of sight. The sweat dripping down her face, yet no time to wipe the sweat away, Sally had fell a few times, but got up as quickly as possible. Coming to a halt, all the breaths she could have taken are gone, panting she stopped at an old oak tree. The oak tree stood tall and proud in front of her, great and mighty, she started examining it. Hands shaking from the running she had set them on her hips, crooked back, leaning forward, Sally had noticed something terrifying!

If seeing the slimy black blob in Sally’s house wasn't enough, the same blob was there! Little black blobs, dripping off of the gigantic one, as if it were raining black slimy, goopy, icky black blob! The rush of scariness has hit me smack in the face. There hung  the blob that will end my life, Sally thought as she backed up slowly. Not seeing the blobs eyes or face, she had thought, the blob hasn't seen me I must get away while I have my time! As If there was a baby in the room, Sally kept sneaking away farther and father. Quietly. She hadn't been looking at the ground, but just the blob. SNAP!! Sally had now just marched right on top of a stick! Looking down at the now broken stick, Sally instantly looked towards the blob.

For the time being, there were still no eyes! Wait a quick flash of light and now eyes, mouth, ears, and nose. The blob had her marked down in sight!  Oh-No what do I do? In a panic Sally starts to turn around but fails, and ends up hugging the ground. By the time Sally had looked up the blob was dripping on her! Right on top of Sally lays the key to being non-existent! The blob took a while examining Sally. Trotting in a circle around Sally, starring, the stair that Sally was given was strange, it felt like the blob had been starring into Sally’s soul. Letting all Sally’s emotions free, no longer afraid of the blob Sally sat up. Toppling back went the blob; he must not have been ready for that.

I’ll be the first to admit, I was ready for that blob to hurdle on top of me and battle me down to the ground again. Yet nothing, just the blob being frightened. If the blob wasn't ready for me to sit up…what about bolting away, I had caught my breathe long ago.  As I make my master escape, the blob trapped me, I am immovable  It has tied me up—with what?—wait I’m covered in black blob, it must be him!