Lana Kiser
Goldbaugh
ENG 111-81
13 June 2014
Slumber Party Thump-thump, breathe thump-thump, breath. My heart beat as if it was pounding out through my brain. I tried to catch my breath. I heard footsteps coming up behind me like an elephant chasing at my heels. A scream pierced my ears and echoed many times in my mind. My thought raced from one thing to another. After locking the door, the four of us clinched in a corner for nearly an hour. My day had begun normal. I remember waking up, going to school, and finding myself with my friends that afternoon. My company was five of my closest pals: Becky, Alex, Meredith, Lee, and my boyfriend Avery. We all had hung out many times before and knew each other well. For most of the evening, we sat around telling horror stories and gossiping about classmates. Time passed quickly and soon it was time to head home. The girls were all planning a slumber party at Becky’s. Her parents had gone out of town for the weekend, and she was not wanting to stay alone. We began our evening of leisure by getting into our PJ’s, and returning to our scary stories. Before realizing it, another hour had passed. All the stories must have gotten to us because before we went upstairs we made sure every light was on in the house. The hair on the back of my neck began to rise as we listened to the cold aching silence. In the distance we listened to three loud car horns and a door slam. We then, jumped away from the window and started down the stairs. Half way down the stairs, we stopped dead in our tracks. The roof began to rattle as if someone was climbing across it. We heard some kind of sound up in the attic. Something hit the window and the lights started flicking off and on. Our pulses raced as we flew down the remainder of the stairs. Thump-thump, breath. We huddled together in the kitchen. For our safety, we gathered a sharp