"Nah." Grinning, Katlyn patted her sister on the shoulder consolingly. "Don't worry about that, it's not like we can go through life just being afraid of our own attic, right?"
"Eheh... R-Right!" Feeling a little better at her twin's encouragement, the lightly-younger girl pushed her glasses up higher on her nose before moving toward the corner of the room, "I think we can put the new box over.... Here...."
Suzanne briefly removed her glasses and wiped them on her shirt before putting them back on. And even then, she had to peer at what she was looking at before she was able to whimper out behind her, "Uh... Hey, Katlyn?"
"Yeah?"
"I think you should get a look at this..." As she heard her big sister near her from behind, Suzanne pointed at the object in the corner, noting, "It's a door."
"..... Huh." So it was. Almost unable to distinguish due to all the dust covering it, jamming up its cracks from the wall. Still, the knob was clearly there, made of rusty brass.
"Most attics..." said Katlyn slowly, "Don't have doors."
"Mmm..." Nodding, Suzanne tugged on her sister's arm, "M-Maybe we should go get Mom and D-Dad..."
"Hang on..." Moving closer, Katlyn reached for the rounded knob, "Just from the position, this looks like it would lead to the outside of the house. Where exactly would it-
Copyright 2000 - 2024 21 x 20 Media All rights reserved. This site is property of 21 x 20 Media
All Writing.Com images are copyrighted and may not be copied / modified in any way. All other brand names & trademarks are owned by their respective companies.
Generated in 0.23 seconds at 4:29pm on Nov 02, 2024 via server web2.
View Portfolio
Visit Notebook
Send Gift Points
Awards
Badges
Send Email
Community Newsfeed
General Discussion
Sponsored Items
Book of Trinkets
Static Items
Books
Groups
Interactive Stories
Audio
Campfire Creatives
Community Notes
Crossword Puzzles
Documents
Folders
Images
In & Outs
Madlibs
Photo Albums
Polls
Product Reviews
Quizzes
Survey Forms
Web Pages
Word Searches
More by this author