Around the Corner
Do you ever get the feeling that you’re not alone? Maybe when you’re home alone, and you hear a small, but noticeable noise. When you’re alone at night after watching a scary movie. Usually, that’s just your imagination running wild. Usually. In those cases, you definitely aren’t alone, and someone is definitely watching, waiting. That was the case for Carter Evans.
“Shut up, Carter — I swear you’re going insane”, Simon exclaimed.
“And I swear I’m not,” Carter cried.
“COme on, have some SYMpathy.” She ran her fingers through her long, tousled, brunette locks and slumped in the corner of her room, feeling DEfeated.
“What would you do if you were in my place, my situation? You have no idea what’s messing me up. I’m having 1am thoughts that’s pulsing through my brain. Hell, I can’t even think anymore.”
Simon DISmissed her statement. “NONe of this makes sense. You have a high class security system and SUPER overprotective parents. Oh, and your best friend of course. This has to be some kind of MIStake.”
“Oh, but it’s not. Trust me on this. What does really he want from me, huh? He’s weird enough as it is, riding a TRIcycle to school and what not. Now he’s peeking through my windows every now and then. What’s he gonna do next?”
“Okay, okay, I get it, you’re not hallucinating. I mean, yeah it’s possible. Hey, for all we know he can be peeking through your window with a pair of BInoculars right at this moment…”, Simon teased.
Giggling, Carter threw her water bottle at him as he easily dodged it. The pink liquid filled plastic bottle landed on the floor with a light thud and slowly rolled under her queen sized bed. Simon went to retrieve it by lightly lifting her bed skirt, but something that caught his eye had INTERjected their laughter.