By Nicole
I slowly crept up the stair only to stop because I heard my name being called. I gave myself whiplash as I swiftly turned around and saw nothing. I began to cry and bite my nails. I went a little further. I finally reached the top of the stairs. I saw a dark shadowy figure move its way into my mom and dad�s room, so I decided to follow the figure into the room. As I stepped into the room, I was so scared I began to bite my nails as I swallowed a lump of fear in my throat.
�Hello,� I said shakily. �Is anyone there?� I got no reply. I felt so scared that I was being watched. Suddenly the phone rang. Being so frightened, I screamed a shattering scream. I said to myself, Jaden get a hold of yourself. It is just the phone. I walked over to the bed and picked up the phone.
�Hello,� I said, shaking.
�Sweetheart, is everything ok?� replied Mom.
�Oh, Mom, it�s just you,� I said, relieved.
�Yeah, sweetie, is something wrong?� she said, sounding really confused.
�No, I�m all right,� I said, swallowing once more.
�Ok, well we are running a little late. We will be home in an hour, � she retorted.
�Ok, love you Mom,� I said calmly.
�Love you too, honey.�
I hung up the phone thinking to myself, why didn�t I tell Mom I was scared? I guess because she would think I wasn�t able to stay by myself anymore, as if I was a little kid. I began to walk out of the room. I reached the doorway, and the phone rang again. Once again I screamed and jumped ten feet in the air. I ran over to the bed and answered it. No one was there. All I could hear was a sound like someone was breathing. Trying to be brave and courageous, I told myself, Jaden, there is probably something wrong with the signal or something. Standing there, I listened as it began to get harder and heavier. I hung up the phone so fast that it felt like someone or something had touched me. Being so scared, I jumped up and ran into the bathroom, screaming at the top of my lungs. Even China could have heard me screaming. As I made into the room, I locked the door. While sitting in the dark, I looked in the mirror and saw Ben�s reflection.
�Ben, is that you?� I said, turning around to see nothing. I was so frightened I crawled into the tub, put a towel over my face, and sat there until I got enough courage to go downstairs. It seemed to be much safer there. As I was walking down the stairs, I heard something making a racket in the kitchen, so I decided to research the sound. I walked in, slithering like a snail. I began to get reflections of the same scene from the movie as before. Slowly and quietly I said, �Hello, is anyone there?� Just then, someone tapped me on my shoulder. I rotated around, screaming. To my delight I turned and saw my parents.
�I am so glad to see you,� I said with relief as I hugged them both real tight.
�Honey, what is wrong?� my mom said, grabbing my face with tears in her eyes.
