DISCLAIMER: I don't own Daughters of the Moon or any related things, but
I've made up characters for this.
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Carmen woke up jerked up from her sleep for the fourth time that night. A small voice in her head was telling her something was wrong and to run, but she wasn't sure what.
Stepping out of bed and walking down the hall, she realized she had goose bumps up and down her arm. She had never been afraid in her own house before and she wasn't even positive of what she was scared of.
The floor board creaked as she walked over it and she peered into the twins' room. Luckily, the two were sound asleep. Continuing down the hall, she heard another floor board creak. There was only one board that did that, hadn't she already past it? Turning around, she noticed nobody was there.
"Mia, come out. This isn't funny..." her voice quivered. Silence was all that answered her.
She tip-toed down the stairs and turned into the kitchen. The refrigerator hummed and bluish light crept through the window from fluorescent lights outside. There was an odd feeling that she wasn't in there alone, but she shook the feeling away and poured herself a glass of milk.
The chair filled the room with noise as she pulled it out to sit down. Holding her head in her hands, she wondered how she'd ever get through today's game.
Her thoughts were interrupted by the sound of a shoe against the carpet in the next room. She lifted her head and after seeing nothing, she ignored it and set her mind back on hockey.
A cold hand pressed against her shoulder as a triumphant voice said, "Boo!"
Carmen was so shocked she jumped out of the chair, knocked over the person, and screamed all at once. Expecting to find some intruder, she found her sister Mia on the ground rubbing her stomach.
"Wow, you hit hard. Careful about screaming, too, you'll wake up the whole house. I was just trying to surprise you," the thirteen year old said.
"You succeed there, but freaking me out is about way to say it. I'm sorry," Carmen replied while bending down to pick up her younger sister. "Were you following me in the hall upstairs?"
Mia seemed puzzled and answered, "No….. I heard someone down here and tried not to make any noise in case it was some murderer or thief. When I saw you in here, I decided why not surprise you? Why are you down here?"
"Well, I woke up..." she stopped mid-sentence. Would Mia believe that somebody had been in her room, or whatever it was, earlier? "And couldn't fall back to sleep. Mom always says milk helps. Forget about me, go to sleep. I'll go with you."
Carmen let Mia walk up before her, an instinct inside told her to be there for Mia's protection in case an intruder was prowling the house. The same instinct made her make sure that Mia's window was locked, she was safely in bed, and the door was closed. She didn't care that Mia thought she acted like an old granny, but it definitely wasn't safe in the house.
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Carmen woke up jerked up from her sleep for the fourth time that night. A small voice in her head was telling her something was wrong and to run, but she wasn't sure what.
Stepping out of bed and walking down the hall, she realized she had goose bumps up and down her arm. She had never been afraid in her own house before and she wasn't even positive of what she was scared of.
The floor board creaked as she walked over it and she peered into the twins' room. Luckily, the two were sound asleep. Continuing down the hall, she heard another floor board creak. There was only one board that did that, hadn't she already past it? Turning around, she noticed nobody was there.
"Mia, come out. This isn't funny..." her voice quivered. Silence was all that answered her.
She tip-toed down the stairs and turned into the kitchen. The refrigerator hummed and bluish light crept through the window from fluorescent lights outside. There was an odd feeling that she wasn't in there alone, but she shook the feeling away and poured herself a glass of milk.
The chair filled the room with noise as she pulled it out to sit down. Holding her head in her hands, she wondered how she'd ever get through today's game.
Her thoughts were interrupted by the sound of a shoe against the carpet in the next room. She lifted her head and after seeing nothing, she ignored it and set her mind back on hockey.
A cold hand pressed against her shoulder as a triumphant voice said, "Boo!"
Carmen was so shocked she jumped out of the chair, knocked over the person, and screamed all at once. Expecting to find some intruder, she found her sister Mia on the ground rubbing her stomach.
"Wow, you hit hard. Careful about screaming, too, you'll wake up the whole house. I was just trying to surprise you," the thirteen year old said.
"You succeed there, but freaking me out is about way to say it. I'm sorry," Carmen replied while bending down to pick up her younger sister. "Were you following me in the hall upstairs?"
Mia seemed puzzled and answered, "No….. I heard someone down here and tried not to make any noise in case it was some murderer or thief. When I saw you in here, I decided why not surprise you? Why are you down here?"
"Well, I woke up..." she stopped mid-sentence. Would Mia believe that somebody had been in her room, or whatever it was, earlier? "And couldn't fall back to sleep. Mom always says milk helps. Forget about me, go to sleep. I'll go with you."
Carmen let Mia walk up before her, an instinct inside told her to be there for Mia's protection in case an intruder was prowling the house. The same instinct made her make sure that Mia's window was locked, she was safely in bed, and the door was closed. She didn't care that Mia thought she acted like an old granny, but it definitely wasn't safe in the house.