The Mysterious Shadow

It was a gloomy autumn evening, and Beatrice was walking home from school. It was just past 7:30 pm, and getting dark. She had stayed late for her friends soccer game, and her parents were working late so they couldn’t pick her up from the school. While Beatrice was walking, she felt like she was being followed. Suspicious, she turns around..but nobody was there. So she carried on with her walk. Still, she felt the presence of someone behind her, watching her every move.

Luckily, Beatrice’s house was right there. She quickly ran up the steps and rang the doorbell. No answer, so Beatrice tried knocking. But not a soul even noticed. She soon realized that no cars, people, or really anything was outside. The streets were empty. It was completely silent. This made her want to crawl into a corner and hide, but just then she remembered the spare key under the door mat. She unlocked the door and darted in her house, relieved.

Beatrice locked the door and sat on the couch.Then the lights flickered, and all power was lost. She looked out the window to see if there was some kind of storm, but there wasn’t even a sign of one. Then she noticed a strange figure in her front yard and gasped, closed the blinds, then called her mom. She still had one bar of service left. It rang for a second, but the line went dead. Beatrice started to feel the air getting thicker and soon it was hard for her to breathe. She decided to stay calm. “This is just a dream,” she said. Suddenly, she heard her lock being picked then the door slowly creaked open, Beatrice heard footsteps coming closer and closer to her. A loud shriek spread across the whole town, and that was the last of Beatrice.

The Doll

One year after the Cold War ended, on a bright, sunny day a little Russian girl, named Norma went to her favorite antique shop. The antique shop itself was dimly lit with strange murals on the wall and rooms full of strange old antiques.  In the shop she saw an old, dusty doll with brown hair and little maroon freckles. This was no ordinary doll; this one danced. Norma absolutely loved the her, so she saved up her allowance to buy it.  After three weeks of waiting, she finally bought the beautiful doll.

Later that night at 9:00pm as Norma was just about to go to sleep, she started to hear something that seemed to be a far off voice saying, “Norma, Norma I’m coming up the stairs.” Five minutes later she heard the same voice but closer and it said, “ Norma, Norma I’m in the hallway.” Ten minutes pass until again she hears the voice again, but now it’s extremely close and seems say in a dull whisper, “ Norma, Norma I’m in your bed.” Then in a voice that only she can hear, the small, dark form said, “ Norma, Norma you’re dead.”

That night a scream so loud was heard that to this day peoples’ ears still ring. Legend has it that if you go into the old antique shop you can hear the eerie scream of the little girl, Norma.