Sorry it took so long to update and because this chapter isn't very long. Thank you to all the people who have reviewed, love you all. This chapter is of Michie's run back to camp, but there is no happy ending here. Hope you like it anyways.

Title- Penelope

Author- taylorxxoo2

Summary- Michie, Ella and Tess are at Camp Rock and a ghost story is shared. It's fake, isn't it? Read to see who survives and who doesn't. R&R. Rated T for content.

Chapter 6- Her Mind Fell Blank.

The faint whisper of the air, the sound of leaves and twigs under her feet and her racing heart was all Michie could hear. Her feet moved forward at an amazing sped and she dodged most branches in her way. The ones she couldn't dodge, whipped against her bare arms leaving deep red gashes. Michie twitched at the pain but that didn't slow her down.

She had heard Ella scream seconds before this moment and didn't know if she was okay or not. That's why she was determined to get back to camp and get help. But there was a problem; Michie didn't know where the path back to camp was so she guessed, hoping she was going the right way.

It was also pitch black, and running through a forest in the dark was never smart. Michie tripped. A silent scream escaped her mouth as she fell to the cold ground. Standing back up Michie shook herself off and looked back to see what made her fall. Nothing was in sight. This confused Michie but it wasn't a time to stop and question things; she needed to get help and fast.

Michie took off once again forward the same direction as she was going again, getting more and more paranoid. At first she thought someone was following her but she shook the thought out of her mind. Then she thought someone was in front of her, she didn't get a chance to shake out that thought, she tripped again.

This time she didn't get up right away; her thoughts wandered, as she lay unconscious. Her dreams, if you could call them that, made no sense, just many different colors and shapes flying around her mind. She wouldn't remember that part when she woke, she would only remember the face of a young girl smiling. The young girl opened her mouth as if to say something, but laughed. Michie woke up.

Pushing herself up on her arms, she tried to stand up but her legs wouldn't respond to her brain. Michie looked back at her legs and squinted to see in the dark. All she saw was her legs, laying there limp, not moving even thought her brain was shouting at them to. Michie screamed.

What was wrong with her? She wasn't sure. Michie screamed again, waiting for the high-pitched sound to hurt her ears, nothing left her mouth. Michie put her arms around her neck, feeling to see if anything was wrong with her. She couldn't feel anything different, except that her neck was wet, but with what?

She held her hands up to her eyes to see what it was, they were red. Again Michie tried to scream and of course nothing came out. Michie closed her eyes wishing for death; nothing happened.

She opened her eyes and looked out into the forest. She could see a faint light glittering; she was close to camp. Pulling her legs, Michie slowly made her way to camp. Her neck was hurting more and she was becoming tired. She knew that if she fell asleep, she would never wake. She fought the need and made her way to the metal, screen door.

Michie tried to reach for the handle but couldn't reach. Again she tried to scream, nothing happened. Feeling faint and tired, Michie pulled her nails down the metal part of the door. The sound hurt her ears, but wasn't loud enough to wake anyone.

She lay scratching at the door, blood seeping from her neck, getting no response. She finally fell silent and into a deep sleep. Again her dreams were just colors and shapes with the young girl laughing; but this time she wasn't smiling, she was smirking, like she was laughing at something that shouldn't be laughed about. Michie mind fell blank, her heart grasping its last beat.

Someone asked me in a review, JonasBrothers-KJNF, if this story was true or not. I don't know how to answer that. I was told this story, just not with Camp Rock characters or Penelope, by my cousin at her wedding. She told me this story was true but I'm not sure if I should believe her or not. Oh and Penelope is not real, she's just the ghost I made up to scare my friend, she uh lives in my closet. Oh and if this story is true than it happened at a lake in Alberta Canada, where I live, just to clear things up. Again thanks to all my reviewers and I hope some more people review soon. XD