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04/06/2014: The Lake house
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Heavy breath ... trembling voice ... ' Help!! ... mom! ... dad! ' ...Sighing & sobbing, her body shivered, covered in wet clothes as the wind was howling & the dark grey clouds were forming. The news didn't mentioned it was raining. Despite her age, she never missed the weather lady on TV even though she never liked her sharp lousy voice. She was 9, looked older with her hair laying on her shoulders & falling on her back, reaching to the bottom of her spine. Her light knee-length pink dress had uncovered her bare feet & all the bruises from her knees down to her feet. They'd leave a scar badly she thought to herself! How would she look like when they're healed ? Would her knees feel soft again ?She's just a kid. Now ... Now she's lost, how had she gotten to this abandoned lake ? She's trying to dig deep into her memory, searching for the reason she's here, who brought her ? Her mind blocked out & it was like those scenes were deleted from her memory ... Still, she's crying, warm tears that washed her cold pale face. Her green greyish eyes were only grey ... Her lips remained shut ... Eyes wide open .... Her face ... Oh that vivid face ! .... It was blanching, those rosy cheeks were now sallow ... She'd found the lost memory, the hurtful, painful ugly truth ... Why would she throw her out the boat ? Into that cold freezing lake that could've been an ice-skating field ? What went wrong ? She'd been a well behaved kid her entire nine years of life ? ... ' Hey look, another boat is coming ! ' The teacher said. 'Oh thank god! we're safe now, how come no one showed but me ?! I'm so grateful Mrs.Clair ! can you call them ? I'm out of breath ' The poor little Daisy asked unaware of the intention of that maniac teacher that she have always admired ... We shouldn't trust appearances, villains can crawl under a clean sheet for so long that you'd buy their innocence. About a minute before the second boat approached, a fierce hand, cold-hearted creature pushed her out the boat, the fell was hard. She could feel the pain in her chest, her heart, even in her blood she could feel it. What a maniac ! & there she was ... Still standing, same wasted expression! Frozen body, near by the lake house. Daisy couldn't dare stepping inside that possibly haunted creepy house. Ghosts were probably in her head but the thought itself captured her soul & tightened on it. ' Nooooo ! ' She screamed opening her eyes widely, to find herself pulling the sheets with her tight closed fists ... Hot temperature ... Headache ... Sweating body ... It was a nightmare ...Just a nightmare ... Why the lake house ? She'd never been anywhere near a lake, nor seen a lake house before ! why Mrs.Clair ? she was probably the only fun beloved teacher a 5th grader can ever have the privilege & the honor to even meet her. Unexplainable nightmare, but that was it, now only thoughts ... Frightening thoughts were left behind & a concern of what was the meaning of that terrible nightmare. The End.