“There’s a lion in my closet,” Marty told Annie. “You’re lying,” she said. “There’s is. I’ll grow a wart on my tongue and scales on my back if I’m fibbing.” “You’re lying.” she insisted. “I’m telling mommy.” Before Annie ran out of his bedroom, he grabbed her by the shoulders and forced her around. He clamped a hand to her mouth before she could scream. “Annie don’t.” He gestured with his eyes toward his closet. The door was cracked and at the moment (to Annie, at least) it felt like it would suddenly swing open and ferocious lion would leap out. She looked to her right and then back at him again. Marty wasn’t lying. He didn’t look like he was. “Don’t,” he continued, “it’ll hear you.” She nodded furiously and he removed his had from her mouth. “Is it there now?” “Yes.” Annie looked up at her older brother, tears stinging here eyes and asked, “What does it want?” “Don’t know. But I know it doesn’t like noise.” He paused. “Let’s go outside.” Marty returned to his bedroom a half hour later, unable to contain his laughter, and threw himself onto the bed. He stopped laughing when he heard a loud grumbling, coming from the closet. He bolted upright, heart put on pause. “Hello?” He waited for an answer, thinking maybe he just heard something that wasn’t there; what grownups called ‘a trick of the mine’ My mind’s playing tricks on me, he thought. Doesn’t that happen when you’re all by herself? No answer came, so he sighed in relief. He even chuckled, but it came
He turned his head toward me and peered at me through swollen eyes. “I begged her not to go with him,” he said quietly. “Do you hear me, I begged her!”
He turns her around and when she wouldn’t look into his eyes he tucked his finger under her chin and made her look directly in his eyes, “I can’t give you up. I don’t give a damn what the arrangement says.
When they get to the truck, her brother is waiting. She feels sick for a second, but then Max gives her hand a squeeze. She lifts her chin and finds his eyes.
She bolted to her feet despite being asleep only moments before. "Not again," she muttered through gritted teeth, expertly throwing on a pair of tennis shoes and rushing out of the burning room. The girl dropped
She screamed then, and Frank put his hands over her mouth and nose. “Please don’t,” he begged. “Oh! Please don’t do that. Micheal’ll be angry.”
The sound of the door closing snapped the red head out of her thoughts. The girl looked up to see her little brother crying. "Liam what's wrong?" Her, usual, soft voice cracking.
“You heard her,” Walker grumbles, grabbing a small bag from under his bed. He slings it over his shoulder and walks out of the room. He stops beside me with a smile. He had a bag prepared, just in case. “I never doubted you for a moment,” he says. “I knew you’d return.”
He swept her chin into his hand and turned her to face him. In a rich, smooth voice he said to her, “Stop it Nessa. You know it kills me to see you in tears.”
“Hello?” Denice called out. “Anyone?” He sighed. “I’m all alone.” He had burnt clothes and most of his face was scarred. “Not even an animal insight…” he whispered to himself. Denice started to wander around and looked for somewhere to stay for the night. It’s a hut! he thought to himself. Denice walked closer to the small building. He knocked on the door softly. “H-hello?” The door creaked
“This whole damn house is booby trapped with the stupid things!” He ranted as Andrew calmly examined the canister for dents before placing it on the shelf with the others. “It’s like this house doesn’t even want us here!”
She swings her legs over the edge and moves to stand up, but the nurse's hands reach for her shoulders and urge her to lay back down. Albeit reluctant, she does and the nurse smiles that smile again that causes Annie's stomach to tie itself in knots.
"I grabbed her in my arms and lifted her up and carried her into the bedroom. I put a grin on my face, but it didn't help. She looked
Annie is very worried and seems to be on the verge of tears. She constantly twirls the corner of her blouse nervously when she brings up her in-laws.
"Please Johnny, don 't make me have sex with that horrible man." She plead and cried.
"Unless you will love me, sweetheart, I will die." And he held her tight around