"Hah! I tricked you bad Acrilo!" Antonio said, coming down from the
pull-down stairs. "Snuck in while you were looking in that trunk! Never
knew it was me, pushing the door down, oh missing light bulb, hehe and
locked door!"
"Uhm.Antonio. For one, that doesn't matter! For two.the door won't open because you, being such the dunderhead.LOCKED US IN!" Acrilo yelled.
"God, don't be so technical! Are we.are we really locked in?" Antonio said, looking frightened now.
"Yes idiot brother of mine! Unlock it now!" She yelled angrily, the journal flopping in her hands. She just remembered she had it.
"Oh.I just don't happen to know how it.ehrrr.opens." Antonio squeaked. "MOM! MOM! DAD! HELP! WERE LOCKED IN A CLOSET!" He was banging his fists on the door and practically crying.
"Antonio, all is okay." Acrilo said, placing a hand on his shoulders. Then, in her best voice, she let out a shriek that resonated around the whole closet. They heard footsteps bounding up the stairs, and the opening of the closet door.
"Mom, thank goodness you came!" Antonio said. "We got locked in! It was all her fault!" He pointed at Acrilo.
"Was not! Mom! He locked the door so I would get freaked out! Believe me!" Acrilo argued back.
"Kids, just get your butts downstairs. Everything has been placed in your rooms, its like been six hours since we got here! You guys spent so much time in the attic and exploring."
"Oh good, I want to get downstairs in my room.my shared room! Mom!" Acrilo said pouting.
"Honey, didn't we tell you! There's another room all the way in the back, we noticed it, its in our room! We thought it was a closet, and I mean it is, but its not JUST a closet! It's a totally different room above the closet! We furnished it for you! We are going to add a hallway, so its not totally like you are interrupting our room, and same here. You want to look? I'll show!" Her mom said, and led her to a small room. It was in the attic. Acrilo got the shivers.
"Uh.nice! I like it! Cozy!" Acrilo said, trying to be nice. She wondered where it fit. The attic was normal sized, same as the house, but.she was mind puzzled.
She closed the door. It clicked, but it looked as if no door was even there, since it was in the attic. She sauntered over to her bed, and sat down on it. She put the diary down in front of her.
"Well, some peace and quiet." Acrilo said. She laid down on the bed and stared at the ceiling.
"Guess I could start a little summer reading! Or end of summer reading." She muttered to herself, and opened the book.
August 12, 1923
Liebe Tagebücher, Es ist schrecklich hier in Amerika. Mutter ist völlig in zu viel mit ihrer Aufgabe, verlassend mich mit ihren Babys und ihrem neuen Ehemann und den Ziegen und alles. Ich bin so völlig geärgert. Ich wünsche, daß Greten nicht sterben wollte. Dann wäre alles fein. Und wir wären in Amerika nicht. Jeder spricht so passend, und ich sagen dont was sie versteht, weil ich nur Deutsch spreche. Hoffentlich wird meine Sprache sich erholen. Sein ist wirklich Machen mich wahnsinnig, den ich zuschauenden everbody bin gesteckt, während Mutter aus mit Verderben geht, und ich muß jedem und jedem Kind im Haus zuschauen. Meine Hände schmerzen von Machen alles. Unterzeichnen Sie mich. Siselli
"A different language. That's just.great. If only I knew.whatever language that is! Grr!" Acrilo said, throwing the book down.
"No." A voice said. Acrilo looked around the room.
"Wha.what? Hello?" She said, shakily. She ran for the door, but it wouldn't open.
"I'm.I'm going downstairs.don't worry I'm coming back. I just.need to talk to Antonio. I love him and all.he's my brother. Please? Somebody?" Acrilo said, now shaking frantically.
The door clicked and flung open. Acrilo jumped and screamed. Somebody was in here.somebody knew that she was in this room. Somebody was watching her.
"Uh.thanks." She said, freaking out. She had an overactive imagination, that was all. It was just.she had tried and it flung open because she had it halfway, or something. Yes. That was it!
Running to the kitchen, Acrilo's knee's felt like jello. She was freaked out as can be, and she felt a lump in her throat, and she felt like she could throw up.
"Mom." She said, wandering through the house. "Mom."
"Honey?" Her mom said, coming out. "Whats up girl?"
"I don't feel good. I think I have to." Acrilo barfed all over the floor.
"Honey! Oh my god! That's.blood! Cesar! Cesar! Get out her!" Her mom yelled.
"What, what, I'm coming La mujer!" Her dad yelled, trotting in. "Oh my god, whats the matter with Acrilo!" Her eyes were rolling in the back of her head, and she was shaking.
Then, gruffly, she said something that freaked everybody out. Something that scared everybody to death.
"Its not Acrilo." She said gruffly. "Its Siselli."
~*~
Authors Note: Well, that's my second chapter! WOO HOO! Done finally. Lol, okay maybe not FINALLY, but done. I mean I wrote three chapters in one day, but I'm not posting them all right away. Please review if you have the time and feel like it! My first critic once again: Christine's Views- I think it was good and scary.
"Uhm.Antonio. For one, that doesn't matter! For two.the door won't open because you, being such the dunderhead.LOCKED US IN!" Acrilo yelled.
"God, don't be so technical! Are we.are we really locked in?" Antonio said, looking frightened now.
"Yes idiot brother of mine! Unlock it now!" She yelled angrily, the journal flopping in her hands. She just remembered she had it.
"Oh.I just don't happen to know how it.ehrrr.opens." Antonio squeaked. "MOM! MOM! DAD! HELP! WERE LOCKED IN A CLOSET!" He was banging his fists on the door and practically crying.
"Antonio, all is okay." Acrilo said, placing a hand on his shoulders. Then, in her best voice, she let out a shriek that resonated around the whole closet. They heard footsteps bounding up the stairs, and the opening of the closet door.
"Mom, thank goodness you came!" Antonio said. "We got locked in! It was all her fault!" He pointed at Acrilo.
"Was not! Mom! He locked the door so I would get freaked out! Believe me!" Acrilo argued back.
"Kids, just get your butts downstairs. Everything has been placed in your rooms, its like been six hours since we got here! You guys spent so much time in the attic and exploring."
"Oh good, I want to get downstairs in my room.my shared room! Mom!" Acrilo said pouting.
"Honey, didn't we tell you! There's another room all the way in the back, we noticed it, its in our room! We thought it was a closet, and I mean it is, but its not JUST a closet! It's a totally different room above the closet! We furnished it for you! We are going to add a hallway, so its not totally like you are interrupting our room, and same here. You want to look? I'll show!" Her mom said, and led her to a small room. It was in the attic. Acrilo got the shivers.
"Uh.nice! I like it! Cozy!" Acrilo said, trying to be nice. She wondered where it fit. The attic was normal sized, same as the house, but.she was mind puzzled.
She closed the door. It clicked, but it looked as if no door was even there, since it was in the attic. She sauntered over to her bed, and sat down on it. She put the diary down in front of her.
"Well, some peace and quiet." Acrilo said. She laid down on the bed and stared at the ceiling.
"Guess I could start a little summer reading! Or end of summer reading." She muttered to herself, and opened the book.
August 12, 1923
Liebe Tagebücher, Es ist schrecklich hier in Amerika. Mutter ist völlig in zu viel mit ihrer Aufgabe, verlassend mich mit ihren Babys und ihrem neuen Ehemann und den Ziegen und alles. Ich bin so völlig geärgert. Ich wünsche, daß Greten nicht sterben wollte. Dann wäre alles fein. Und wir wären in Amerika nicht. Jeder spricht so passend, und ich sagen dont was sie versteht, weil ich nur Deutsch spreche. Hoffentlich wird meine Sprache sich erholen. Sein ist wirklich Machen mich wahnsinnig, den ich zuschauenden everbody bin gesteckt, während Mutter aus mit Verderben geht, und ich muß jedem und jedem Kind im Haus zuschauen. Meine Hände schmerzen von Machen alles. Unterzeichnen Sie mich. Siselli
"A different language. That's just.great. If only I knew.whatever language that is! Grr!" Acrilo said, throwing the book down.
"No." A voice said. Acrilo looked around the room.
"Wha.what? Hello?" She said, shakily. She ran for the door, but it wouldn't open.
"I'm.I'm going downstairs.don't worry I'm coming back. I just.need to talk to Antonio. I love him and all.he's my brother. Please? Somebody?" Acrilo said, now shaking frantically.
The door clicked and flung open. Acrilo jumped and screamed. Somebody was in here.somebody knew that she was in this room. Somebody was watching her.
"Uh.thanks." She said, freaking out. She had an overactive imagination, that was all. It was just.she had tried and it flung open because she had it halfway, or something. Yes. That was it!
Running to the kitchen, Acrilo's knee's felt like jello. She was freaked out as can be, and she felt a lump in her throat, and she felt like she could throw up.
"Mom." She said, wandering through the house. "Mom."
"Honey?" Her mom said, coming out. "Whats up girl?"
"I don't feel good. I think I have to." Acrilo barfed all over the floor.
"Honey! Oh my god! That's.blood! Cesar! Cesar! Get out her!" Her mom yelled.
"What, what, I'm coming La mujer!" Her dad yelled, trotting in. "Oh my god, whats the matter with Acrilo!" Her eyes were rolling in the back of her head, and she was shaking.
Then, gruffly, she said something that freaked everybody out. Something that scared everybody to death.
"Its not Acrilo." She said gruffly. "Its Siselli."
~*~
Authors Note: Well, that's my second chapter! WOO HOO! Done finally. Lol, okay maybe not FINALLY, but done. I mean I wrote three chapters in one day, but I'm not posting them all right away. Please review if you have the time and feel like it! My first critic once again: Christine's Views- I think it was good and scary.