~Genre: Fiction, mystery and ndoto :)~
Chapter 36
An Angel in disguise
I feel my blood run cold as I hear the door open and I quickly enter the room, the guys are on the phone, and I motion them to be quiet, not loud. Meredith nods and whispers into the phone, quickly, she sound hysterical and the door slamming shut makes us all jump, and the two girl’s start to whimper.
I put a finger on my lips and they nod, clutching each other.
I have to think of something, and fast. We hear a crash and a frustrated scream and the operator on the phone sounds alarmed as Meredith whispers told you, while hanging up.
“What are we going to do?” One of Meredith’s friend asks.
“The window!” The other one shouts, too loudly might I add.
We hear Jess scream in anger and the two Marafiki ditch us, running out of the room to the window in the back of the hall we passed when we went to the attic. I clench my jaw about to follow but Meredith grabs my hand, her finger on her lips bringing me to the bathroom in the room.
I’m confused at first, but then I understand, Jess will follow the yell going up the stairs, and when she reaches the top, looking straight ahead, will see the two girl’s trying to open the window, because wewe see the window once wewe enter the hall from the stairs. So they’d probably be seen first. I didn’t want to leave them but we had to et out and get to nearest phone.
I grin when I see a window, big enough for both of us to get through. Meredith locks the bathroom door and we go to it. Quietly trying to open the window at the same time we hear the stomping foots of Jess going up the stairs, and wewe can hear one of the girl’s yell hurry.
We succeeded and it opened soundlessly, I almost laughed with relief. I helped boost Meredith up through the window and she grabs my hand to help me up. Were both perched at the window looking down, I look at Meredith and she nods. She gives my hand and I squeeze her’s back.
It’s now au never, our only way at getting out and we were not going to stay here to be caught in the trap. I hear Jess’s terrifying voice yelling and the girl’s screaming and I hear footsteps all over the place.
Meredith smiles at me. “I’m so sorry, for taking her away from you.”
“I forgive you, it’s not your fault.”
“Dorothy was right about you, wewe really are an
Angel in disguise.”
Before I can say anything, Meredith nods taking a deep breath and I do the same, she clutches my hand tighter and I hold on too, just as tight.
And then we both fall.
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Chapter 36
An Angel in disguise
I feel my blood run cold as I hear the door open and I quickly enter the room, the guys are on the phone, and I motion them to be quiet, not loud. Meredith nods and whispers into the phone, quickly, she sound hysterical and the door slamming shut makes us all jump, and the two girl’s start to whimper.
I put a finger on my lips and they nod, clutching each other.
I have to think of something, and fast. We hear a crash and a frustrated scream and the operator on the phone sounds alarmed as Meredith whispers told you, while hanging up.
“What are we going to do?” One of Meredith’s friend asks.
“The window!” The other one shouts, too loudly might I add.
We hear Jess scream in anger and the two Marafiki ditch us, running out of the room to the window in the back of the hall we passed when we went to the attic. I clench my jaw about to follow but Meredith grabs my hand, her finger on her lips bringing me to the bathroom in the room.
I’m confused at first, but then I understand, Jess will follow the yell going up the stairs, and when she reaches the top, looking straight ahead, will see the two girl’s trying to open the window, because wewe see the window once wewe enter the hall from the stairs. So they’d probably be seen first. I didn’t want to leave them but we had to et out and get to nearest phone.
I grin when I see a window, big enough for both of us to get through. Meredith locks the bathroom door and we go to it. Quietly trying to open the window at the same time we hear the stomping foots of Jess going up the stairs, and wewe can hear one of the girl’s yell hurry.
We succeeded and it opened soundlessly, I almost laughed with relief. I helped boost Meredith up through the window and she grabs my hand to help me up. Were both perched at the window looking down, I look at Meredith and she nods. She gives my hand and I squeeze her’s back.
It’s now au never, our only way at getting out and we were not going to stay here to be caught in the trap. I hear Jess’s terrifying voice yelling and the girl’s screaming and I hear footsteps all over the place.
Meredith smiles at me. “I’m so sorry, for taking her away from you.”
“I forgive you, it’s not your fault.”
“Dorothy was right about you, wewe really are an
Angel in disguise.”
Before I can say anything, Meredith nods taking a deep breath and I do the same, she clutches my hand tighter and I hold on too, just as tight.
And then we both fall.
*Thanks for reading! Please review, fan, and don't copy. Really appreciated :)*
I write what i feel and try to
make them seem so-real to
you, but all wewe want from me
is honesty.
as i write out the facts
wewe act like wewe don't really
care where my moyo truly is.
Let me tell wewe where it
is, it's in the honesty of my
poetry, deep inside my moyo
it's the only thing that reveals
the emotions deep down inside
my soul.
as i hold onto the emotions
that creates honest poetry
that i write, i see wewe looking
at my private diaries understanding
who i want to be.
wewe look at me and wewe
seem to know what i'm
feeling as i'm revealing
to wewe the emotions that
comes from within my
soul.
as i hold the key to this
honest poetry that i compose
wewe seem to believe every-little
detail that i have to say to you.
make them seem so-real to
you, but all wewe want from me
is honesty.
as i write out the facts
wewe act like wewe don't really
care where my moyo truly is.
Let me tell wewe where it
is, it's in the honesty of my
poetry, deep inside my moyo
it's the only thing that reveals
the emotions deep down inside
my soul.
as i hold onto the emotions
that creates honest poetry
that i write, i see wewe looking
at my private diaries understanding
who i want to be.
wewe look at me and wewe
seem to know what i'm
feeling as i'm revealing
to wewe the emotions that
comes from within my
soul.
as i hold the key to this
honest poetry that i compose
wewe seem to believe every-little
detail that i have to say to you.
