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The Midnight Party Ch3( loose ends )
continuation....) It was dark and stinky and cold, I found no way out of the freezer but a small grill below the wall.
I kicked it hard once...twice...thrice and thank heavens, it opened. Darcy walked up to the woman to tell her about the whole thing as she was helpless, I came out from the backside, pulled Darcy to the door and left some money more than I was obliged to." What's that smell? , why did you sneak in, and how did you get out? " she gave me my boots as she was between sobs. I slipped my cold feet inside the boots and asked Darcy to rush home immediately. Darcy asked permission from her parents and they let her stay with me that night. We acted nice to our parents, wearing a poker face and ran to my room. " What is wrong with you, Lee ? , what is it ?, tell me" she tried to stay calm so that I'll spit it out. " I wanna go to the joint again!" I removed my boots and my socks were soggy, I thought it was drenched in the snow and bent down to remove it, " Blood!!!!" Darcy gave a loud cry. My parents and my sister rushed upstairs to see what happened, Darcy diverted them by saying that it was a flying roach. My sister laughed her way to the dining and my parents gave a sigh of relief. " Are you hurt? " Darcy locked the door and examined my feet , they were smeared in a perfumed foot cream without cracks. " The cold store!!" I told Darcy about how curious I got when I saw something moving in the cold store, " It's a cold store Lee, there is a slaughter house attached to it, it's the animal's blood!" Darcy sounded confident and brave. " Let me wash this for you secretly, so that mum wouldn't find out what you were up to" she opened the sink and started washing the blood. Darcy and I went to sleep late after talking under the sheets , I asked her to take me to the place again to enjoy the night, she instantly agreed but made me promise not to try anything stupid. Darcy dozed soon but I stayed awake staring at the bare branches from the window " Is it me? What was moving?" I whispered to myself, I never knew when I slept.( to be continued)
- Robbielee
© Shirley Robert
I kicked it hard once...twice...thrice and thank heavens, it opened. Darcy walked up to the woman to tell her about the whole thing as she was helpless, I came out from the backside, pulled Darcy to the door and left some money more than I was obliged to." What's that smell? , why did you sneak in, and how did you get out? " she gave me my boots as she was between sobs. I slipped my cold feet inside the boots and asked Darcy to rush home immediately. Darcy asked permission from her parents and they let her stay with me that night. We acted nice to our parents, wearing a poker face and ran to my room. " What is wrong with you, Lee ? , what is it ?, tell me" she tried to stay calm so that I'll spit it out. " I wanna go to the joint again!" I removed my boots and my socks were soggy, I thought it was drenched in the snow and bent down to remove it, " Blood!!!!" Darcy gave a loud cry. My parents and my sister rushed upstairs to see what happened, Darcy diverted them by saying that it was a flying roach. My sister laughed her way to the dining and my parents gave a sigh of relief. " Are you hurt? " Darcy locked the door and examined my feet , they were smeared in a perfumed foot cream without cracks. " The cold store!!" I told Darcy about how curious I got when I saw something moving in the cold store, " It's a cold store Lee, there is a slaughter house attached to it, it's the animal's blood!" Darcy sounded confident and brave. " Let me wash this for you secretly, so that mum wouldn't find out what you were up to" she opened the sink and started washing the blood. Darcy and I went to sleep late after talking under the sheets , I asked her to take me to the place again to enjoy the night, she instantly agreed but made me promise not to try anything stupid. Darcy dozed soon but I stayed awake staring at the bare branches from the window " Is it me? What was moving?" I whispered to myself, I never knew when I slept.( to be continued)
- Robbielee
© Shirley Robert
