MOLLY

First Book of Trace Memory

Mina froze with terror. She pointed to George. "He does," she said. "He has it!"

Suddenly the light went out-and George screamed and screamed.

-Scary Stories 3

Chapter 2:

Dib woke up screaming that night.

Screaming and screaming till his mouth went dry.

He shivered under his covers.

His door slowly opened and he screamed.

In the bright light of the hallway, he made out a girl.

Dib put on his glasses and saw his little sister, rather upset.

"Shut up," Gaz said, and she walked back off to her room. Dib was silent, but his heart covered his ears.

It was a dream…

It was only a dream…

It had been just a dream…

"Calm down," Dib told himself. "You're overreacting." Dib was right; it had been a twisted little nightmare, but it was not real nevertheless.

Dib sucked in some air slowly.

As he let it out, his alarm clock went off.

Dib walked downstairs and saw Gaz pour the last of the milk into cereal.

"Did you just finish the last of the milk?"

"You think you own all the milk," Gaz remarked, taking a bite of Coco Puffs. "Well, you don't. You just don't."

Dib sighed and left his house without eating.

As he walked to school, he passed houses.

Each was the same.

Tall and white.

Tall and black.

Tall and red

Tall and creepy.

Dib stopped walking and looked to his side.

Had that house been there before?

Dib began to think when a creepy little ferret came up on the fence nest to him and growled.

Dib yelped and fell backwards.

He stared into the sky for about a minute.

But then, he was looking into a strange girl's face.

He barely got a glance before she walked off.

"How quire," he said.

Later on at school, Dib walked into Science, glared at Zim, than sat down like usually.

The teacher stood up and said, "Students, I dislike you to meet the newest doomed example of children. Her name is Molly."

Next to her was a mean-looking girl.

Dib's jaw dropped.

She had light green skin like Zim with no ears nor nose. Her left eye was blue and her right green. Under her left eye was a strange marking.

She was dressed completely in black and pink.

The teacher skimmed over the students for a seat.

"You!" she said, putting at an innocent little boy. "Bye-bye!"

She pushed a button on her desk and the boy fell into the floor, screaming.

The girl slid into his seat in no time and Dib stared at her. The teacher began her lesson.

"Alien," he muttered.

Everyone stared at him.

"Hm?" the girl asked, also looking at him, holding her hands on her desk innocently.

"You're an alien!" Dib shouted, pointing at her.

"No, I'm Molly," the girl replied smartly.

"Didn't we go through this all ready?" snapped a boy behide Molly. Dib snapped back with, "She's just like Zim, though! Look at them, look at them!"

Everyone did.

First at the sweating Zim, that at the cute new girl.

"They probably have the same skin condition," a blonde girl said. Molly nodded.

"Do you know Zim?" the girl asked her.

Molly shook her head.

Dib's jaw dropped.

The teacher repeated what she had been saying for a while.

"Doomed…doomed…doomed…"

The bell rang.