AUTHORS NOTE: This story was written in honor of Boy Meets World...the
show I really love. If you don't like it....you don't like it.
That's up to you. Go ahead and insult my piece...I don't care. ^_^ I simply
wrote this for my own enjoyment...and posted it online for others
to hopefully enjoy as well.
ABOUT ME: Well, not much to say. I just turned 13...and I live in Scottsdale, AZ. Pretty kewl place there. Lotsa mountains...but GOD its hot
ABOUT MY WRITING: I've been writing ever since I learned how...stories, poems etc. I especially enjoy fiction...fan fiction. It's fun!
OTHER STORIES BY ME YOU MAY ENJOY: What is this...a publishing company?? LOL Hey, this is the first story here I posted. Jusy shaddap with the fricken questions and read on ^__^
--Chloe-- ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- -----
INTRODUCTION: In the episode where Cory recieves his first kiss from Topanga...it is confirmed Shawn has a sister named Stacey. He talks to her on the phone..and she is obviously older than him. This fic is about her...written from her point of view. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- --------------------------------------------------------------------------
It was quiet...too quiet. Eerie shadows slid across the wall. My stomach was frozen...and I could hear my heart banging away in my flat chest. The room was pale green there were no windows to let light flow into the dimly lit cave that had trapped me. "Shawn," I called quietly. I hoped he was concious. "Shawn," this time my voice lifted. I struggled...trying to free myself from the metal chains that were holding me against the floor. Oh god, why weren't the police here?? Soft voices were heard from the next room. My eyes widened. Two police came into the room and unchained me. "All you all right?" one of them asked. My heart sank low into my stomach. I felt like throwing up...but I took a deep breath and nodded slowly. They were two tall men...both looking around 40 years old. "Wheres your brother?" one of them asked. The second helped me to my feet. I breathed a sigh of relief and flexed my sore joints. My head spun, I was dizzy and tired. I shook my head and could feel tears welling up in my eyes. "How old are you?" one of them asked. I swallowed hard, trying to control myself. Sweat dripped from my forehead. Where was my brother? "F-fifteen." I replied confidently. Thoughts...memories of what had happened flashed into my weak brain. I was sooo stupid. A harmless prank had turned into a nightmarish disaster. The watch on a policeman's watch flashed the numbers 2:30 AM. I was glad night was over. The broken house was empty and silent accept for a faint dripping far off from a broken pipe. I crossed my arms and shivered. I wondered where Shawn was. I hoped he was okay. If anything I didn't want my little brother to be hurt. Outside it was still dark. Now and then a bird chirped. I felt like crying. I didn't want to go home. I didn't want to face my parents. The policeman escorted me to their car. Then they left me inside and went back into the house. I didn't know why. Perhaps, I hoped, they were searching for my brother. Through the eerie silence, I fell asleep. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- ----
So...are you wondering what happened? Read on!
ABOUT ME: Well, not much to say. I just turned 13...and I live in Scottsdale, AZ. Pretty kewl place there. Lotsa mountains...but GOD its hot
ABOUT MY WRITING: I've been writing ever since I learned how...stories, poems etc. I especially enjoy fiction...fan fiction. It's fun!
OTHER STORIES BY ME YOU MAY ENJOY: What is this...a publishing company?? LOL Hey, this is the first story here I posted. Jusy shaddap with the fricken questions and read on ^__^
--Chloe-- ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- -----
INTRODUCTION: In the episode where Cory recieves his first kiss from Topanga...it is confirmed Shawn has a sister named Stacey. He talks to her on the phone..and she is obviously older than him. This fic is about her...written from her point of view. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- --------------------------------------------------------------------------
It was quiet...too quiet. Eerie shadows slid across the wall. My stomach was frozen...and I could hear my heart banging away in my flat chest. The room was pale green there were no windows to let light flow into the dimly lit cave that had trapped me. "Shawn," I called quietly. I hoped he was concious. "Shawn," this time my voice lifted. I struggled...trying to free myself from the metal chains that were holding me against the floor. Oh god, why weren't the police here?? Soft voices were heard from the next room. My eyes widened. Two police came into the room and unchained me. "All you all right?" one of them asked. My heart sank low into my stomach. I felt like throwing up...but I took a deep breath and nodded slowly. They were two tall men...both looking around 40 years old. "Wheres your brother?" one of them asked. The second helped me to my feet. I breathed a sigh of relief and flexed my sore joints. My head spun, I was dizzy and tired. I shook my head and could feel tears welling up in my eyes. "How old are you?" one of them asked. I swallowed hard, trying to control myself. Sweat dripped from my forehead. Where was my brother? "F-fifteen." I replied confidently. Thoughts...memories of what had happened flashed into my weak brain. I was sooo stupid. A harmless prank had turned into a nightmarish disaster. The watch on a policeman's watch flashed the numbers 2:30 AM. I was glad night was over. The broken house was empty and silent accept for a faint dripping far off from a broken pipe. I crossed my arms and shivered. I wondered where Shawn was. I hoped he was okay. If anything I didn't want my little brother to be hurt. Outside it was still dark. Now and then a bird chirped. I felt like crying. I didn't want to go home. I didn't want to face my parents. The policeman escorted me to their car. Then they left me inside and went back into the house. I didn't know why. Perhaps, I hoped, they were searching for my brother. Through the eerie silence, I fell asleep. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- ----
So...are you wondering what happened? Read on!
