My Evil Sister

Chapter 1

"Stanley! Kyle is calling!" I heard my mother calling downstairs. I had been sleeping in the whole morning. I sprung out of bed and ran downstairs as fast as I could to answer the phone! My hair was a mess, my Terrance and Philip pajamas had pasta sauce stains from the previous knight, and I couldn't find my hat anywhere!

"Hello?" I answered in a sleepy voice.

"Hey dude, um I wanted to ask you something." "Yes, what is it?" "My dad and I were going to have a campout tonight, and we were wondering if you could come."

I paused for a moment, then finally said, "Ok, just a minute." I slowly crept up the stairs to Shelly's bedroom. I carefully poked my head inside. She was still asleep.

"Thank god." I whispered quietly to myself. Whenever I would try to do anything with my friends, Shelly would either embarrass me or beat me up. As a crept back down the stairs, I sighed in relief.

I picked the phone up from the table. "I'm back." "What was that about?" "Oh, just making sure R. Kelly was still asleep." R. Kelly was her nickname Kyle and I gave her because she wets the bed a lot.

Kyle chuckled. "So, did you ask your mom?" "Oh I forgot! Hold on!" Before my mom could walk out the door to go to work, I grabbed her coat. "MOM! DON'T LEAVE!" She jumped. "Stanley! What the hell! What is it?!" "Kyle asked me if I could come to a campout at his house tonight with his dad! Can I go?" "Stan, I don't k-" "PLEASE?" "Oh alright!" "YES! Thank you mom!" I ran quickly back to the phone, then took a puff from my inhaler remembering my bad asthma.

"She said yes!" Kyle cheered. "I can't wait!" "Me neith-" All of a sudden I heard a loud thump upstairs. It was Shelly. "Oh shit, Shelly is awake!" I whispered. "Oh ok. See you later." "Bye." I quickly, but quietly hung up.

I acted normal, getting myself a bowl of froot loops, hoping Shelly wouldn't find out about the camp-out. "Hey turd! You seein' any friends tonight?" "No, i'm not." "Good, you better not." And with that, Shelly shoved my face into my cereal bowl. I scowled at her as I went to the bathroom to wash my face off and to brush the crusty milk out of my black, shaggy hair.

A few hours later, I was at Kyle's, sitting on a log in front of a fire pit. All of a sudden, my stomach growled loudly. I blushed, embarrassed. "Um, when is dinner ready?" "In about a minute." answered Mr. Brovloski.

After we had s'mores, It was time for me to go home. "Bye Kyle" "Bye Stan" "Thank you, Mr. Brovloski" "No problem"

For some reason, walking through the woods tonight seemed creepier than usual. I tried ignoring it, avoiding a battle with nervousness and my weak stomach.

All of a sudden, I heard a twig snap behind me. I quickly spun around to see a shadow cast on the trees, and it certainly wasn't an animal. I started running.

Unfortuanatly, my stomach lost the battle. I stopped to puke on the ground. After I was done, I felt an excruciating pain in my chest. I couldn't breathe. The fool that I am, I forgot I has asthma.

"Shit!" I dug through my coat pockets for my inhaler, then I dug through my jean pockets. "Holy shit! I forgot it at Kyle's!" As I was turning back to Kyle's, I fell to the ground. I couldn't walk. "HELP!" I screamed with all of my extra energy! Then I looked up. Shelly was standing right in front of me.

"Shelly, please call 911." Shelly looked down at me. She looked strange. She was wearing a necklace and It had a star with a circle around it. She was holding a book with the same design on it and her grey shirt had wax stains on it. She walked right past me and disappeared into the darkness. I started crying. I couldn't even scream for help. I couldn't walk. I was terrified.

I started crawling on my elbows, trying to crawl back to Kyle's. All of a sudden, I felt someone grab my coat.

and then it all went dark.