Hello guys!
This is my story that I wrote for class. It’s not my family story like we’re supposed to put on but it’s a horror story) Tell me what you think…
Drip Drip Drip
Keshia Hendricks
Little Beatrix was playing with her dolls while her sister, Eileen, stared out the window and yawned.
“Ellie,” whined Beatrix. “Can you get my teddy from my room?”
“Get it yourself!” snapped Eileen. “Just because I’m stuck babysitting you doesn’t mean you get to order me around!”
Beatrix crossed her arms and pouted like she did when she was about to throw a tantrum. Their parent tended to spoil their youngest daughter so this cleaver tactic usually worked. The last thing Eileen needed was her parents scolding her for making Beatrix cry.
“Fine,” she hissed.
Eileen dragged herself to her sister’s room and ploughed through the dolls to find ‘Mr. Ted’. The very instant she caught sight of one brown, furry leg among the skirts and porcelain faces, an ear-splitting scream drove all thoughts from her mind. Eileen ran to the bedroom door but, before she could get their, the window pane behind her shattered, letting in the horrible smell of decomposing flesh. Eileen didn’t hesitate to dive under her sister’s bed when the other pane shattered. Eileen saw a pair of scabby, green legs. With every step it left behind a puddle. It stopped as if looking around and left the way it came. Eileen burst out of the room and gasped. Beatrix was gone.
*
“What do you mean by that?” cried Eileen.
Eileen’s mother was crying. The big, bulky man she was talking to, Boris Prittarch, shook his head sympathetically. Boris was in charge of guarding the wall that protected the villagers from the dangers of the forest.
“The others took her into the forest,” he said. “There’s no hope for her now.”
Eileen glared furiously at Boris. She pointed at his crossbow.
“Give it to me,” she demanded forcefully.
Boris flinched and put his hand to his bow.
“You can’t possibly be thinking of going into the forest!”
“Yes I am! Give me the bow!”
Eileen’s mother gave a small groan of despair. Boris couldn’t stop Eileen from going. Reluctantly he handed over his crossbow.
“Don’t loose this,” he snapped.
Eileen nodded and, without so much as a glance at her mother, walked through into the dark forest.
*
Every shadow moved. Every tree seemed to close in on her. Every noise made Eileen jump.
Drip…
At first, Eileen thought she had imagined it but the second time she heard it, she stopped.
Drip… drip…
Eileen dove out of the way for, at that moment, something leaped from the top of the trees and nearly knocked her off her feet. She ran through the trees, knowing that the thing that was following her was the same thing that she had encountered in her house. She had the sense not to slow down but she couldn’t get a clear shot with her bow.
“Mmf!”
Eileen heard a muffled cry in the distance. She seemed to have lost the creature.
“Ellie!”
Eileen turned around and found someone hiding in the shrubbery. It was Beatrix. There was fear etched on her face.
“Ellie, behind you!” she screeched.
Eileen swirled around and fired with her cross bow. She had impaled the creature. The arrow had fastened it to a tree. It was a monster. The wound she had given it had blue blood dripping from it. It was green, it was covered it dark hair and it had sharp yellow teeth. Its black hair was damp. It was a lake monster. Eileen hissed in disgust and fired another arrow, killing the creature. She picked up her little sister and headed out of the forest.
*
“We’re nearly out!” cried Beatrix.
Eileen smiled and held her sister a little closer. Before they could relish their success, Eileen heard a noise.
Drip…drip…
There was more than one of those creatures and they were not alone.
