Ficlets

She thought her mom left her keys and could not get in the house.

She ran down the stairs, not thinking she open the front door.

No one was there, she step out onto the porch and there was her book bag at the bottom of the porch steps.

She looked around the porch and then around the rose bushes. She quickly ran down the steps grabbed the book bag and ran back into the house.

She peeped out of the blinds and lock the door.

She went to her room and open up her book bag, her concern was her diary. She dumped everything out on the bed and searched through it. It was all there.

She sighed and smiled as she open it to make an entry.

October 21, 2008,

School sucked and so does the kids there.
I have a stalker, He was dark and mysterious. He had dead eyes and a devlish grin. Something about him caught my attention. Fearful as I was, I kinda found it exciting. No, no let me take that back he is a wierdo. 5:25 p.m

As she started to put back her books, a flower fell out of one of her books..