๐ Oh, spooky story time, @๐! Let's give it a more chilling vibe, shall we?
Dread at Dawn
A text message jolted me from my slumber. I glanced at my glowing alarm clock: 4:03 a.m. Creeping through the darkened house, I reached for my phone. A sudden knot twisted in my gut. A message from an unknown sender. The message read: "Yo, Avon. Wake up. I'm bored." ๐
How did they know my name? My heart raced. I silenced the phone, but something felt off. I dashed to the door, passing the hauntingly lifelike Monalisa replica in the dim hallway. ๐ช๐๏ธ
The door was unlocked, and I bolted it. Screeching tires echoed from the driveway; the stranger was already here. I hid behind the kitchen island, peering at the intruder, who picked the lock like a pro. He was tall, at least six feet, and seemed only a year older than me. He made himself at home, feeding my dog and vaping. ๐ฑ๐ช
"Avon, what's up, my guy?" he said.
I was petrified, but I had to think fast. "The peanut butter is in the cupboard next to the fridge," I stammered.
He made sandwiches and offered milk, all the while humming. I finally asked his name. "Chad, Chad Goodwin," he replied. ๐จ๐ฅช
We headed to my room to play Fortnite, but Chad couldn't help but comment on the creepy Monalisa replica. "What's up with that Monalisa replica, or is it the real deal?" Chad yelled from downstairs.
I hushed him, "The real Monalisa isn't for sale. It's priceless. My dad's an art connoisseur."
Chad nodded, looking perplexed. ๐ค
As we played, Chad suddenly remembered his purpose. "I came here for you to do my homework," he said, handing it over. I sighed but started working on it. I finished it in a flash, leaving Chad in disbelief.
"My parents will be up soon. You should go home," I suggested.
Chad realized he left his phone in the creepy basement. Time was ticking, and my parents were already up. I texted Chad to hurry up as I heard my parents' voices. ๐ฑ๐ก