She couldn't think. Her head clouded up and she began to feel dizzy.
She ran inside and locked the door. Fear and suspense raged through her
like fire. She was almost paralyzed by all of the different emotions she
was feeling. After a warm shower, she knew she would feel better. When
she got out, she felt clean and relaxed. She turned around to brush her
hair in the mirror and screamed a shrilling yelp. In the fog on the mirror
was written: I kill the ones that tell my secret!
Casey ran to her room and grabbed her robe. She decided to get dressed and stay in her room. After about three minutes of just waiting in her room, she knew she had to check the house. Just as she walked down the stairs, Mildred slowly walked in front of her. Something was glistening in her hand that caught Casey's eye. Very calmly, Mildred said "I know exactly how to do thing, and I know my alibi. Don't mess this up Casey. With One swipe, it will be over. Shhhh, don't scream or make any loud suspicious noises. This will be fun." Casey couldn't scream if she wanted to. She had been overcome by horror. Mildred suddenly snapped a large knife in the air. Casey could hear swipes of wind as Mildred would swing the knife faster and faster. She began to get clammy, and she couldn't see in the dark staircase. She got lightheaded and almost fainted. Mildred swung hard and it almost hit Casey. Instead, it went into the wall. Casey began crying, but she didn't know if her tears were due to anger or horror. At that point, she didn't care. All she remembers is tackling Mildred. She also recalls the knife falling out of Mildred's hand.
When Casey woke up, she was in a hospital. They said she just needed to rest, but Mildred was a little worse. She had a broken rib, and a slight concussion. They didn't think at her age that she would pull through when they took her off the breathing system. Casey decided to go and say good-bye before they cut off her oxygen. Just as Casey was about to leave to go home, the doctors came in and took her off. Casey, feeling a bit strange, sat down in a chair beside Mildred's bed. Suddenly, one of Mildred's eyes opened and she quickly and firmly grabbed Casey's wrist. She quietly whispered, "You thought you could kill me by not giving me oxygen? Ha! I'm ALIVE dear, and ..." she paused and took a deep breath, "dear, you must hear this to understand me." Those were the same dreadful words she had told Casey that awful night on her porch when she first found out about all of the killings. Even though Casey wasn't thinking straight, she did know one thing. Mildred and her murdering weren't over, and she may be next!
Casey ran to her room and grabbed her robe. She decided to get dressed and stay in her room. After about three minutes of just waiting in her room, she knew she had to check the house. Just as she walked down the stairs, Mildred slowly walked in front of her. Something was glistening in her hand that caught Casey's eye. Very calmly, Mildred said "I know exactly how to do thing, and I know my alibi. Don't mess this up Casey. With One swipe, it will be over. Shhhh, don't scream or make any loud suspicious noises. This will be fun." Casey couldn't scream if she wanted to. She had been overcome by horror. Mildred suddenly snapped a large knife in the air. Casey could hear swipes of wind as Mildred would swing the knife faster and faster. She began to get clammy, and she couldn't see in the dark staircase. She got lightheaded and almost fainted. Mildred swung hard and it almost hit Casey. Instead, it went into the wall. Casey began crying, but she didn't know if her tears were due to anger or horror. At that point, she didn't care. All she remembers is tackling Mildred. She also recalls the knife falling out of Mildred's hand.
When Casey woke up, she was in a hospital. They said she just needed to rest, but Mildred was a little worse. She had a broken rib, and a slight concussion. They didn't think at her age that she would pull through when they took her off the breathing system. Casey decided to go and say good-bye before they cut off her oxygen. Just as Casey was about to leave to go home, the doctors came in and took her off. Casey, feeling a bit strange, sat down in a chair beside Mildred's bed. Suddenly, one of Mildred's eyes opened and she quickly and firmly grabbed Casey's wrist. She quietly whispered, "You thought you could kill me by not giving me oxygen? Ha! I'm ALIVE dear, and ..." she paused and took a deep breath, "dear, you must hear this to understand me." Those were the same dreadful words she had told Casey that awful night on her porch when she first found out about all of the killings. Even though Casey wasn't thinking straight, she did know one thing. Mildred and her murdering weren't over, and she may be next!