Cloudy with
a Chance
of Death
Sadie's POV:
It had to be like Midnight. We were visiting
Tara's grave.
"I don't want to get in trouble guys,"
Chelsie
said.
I rolled my eyes at her innocence. "Chill, ok?"
Something was definately up with Chelsie.
She was not acting right, or herself.
We finally reached Tara Lobsta's grave.
We all just stared it. She's actually dead.
A branch broke in the distance. Someone's here.
We all jumped in pure and utter horror.
Footsteps were heard walking towards us.
We ran, as fast as the gingerbread man.
Escaping into the unknown woods.
"This way," Sydney shouted.
"We're here." She said, pacing back to a walk.
Once we hit the street lights we noticed Chelsie was gone.
"Where's Chelsie?" I asked. My eyes widened.
"I don't know," Mercy said in a mere whisper.
"We have to go find her. If she's still there," I
shouted.
"How could you guys be so stupid and leave her
there?!"
"Sadie, Calm down. Let's wait inside my house and see if
she comes," Sydney said.
"If she doesnt, then we'll tell my mom and go to the
cops."
I turned and faced the woods. She was out there,
somewhere.
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