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Rated: E · Short Story · Fantasy · #1153351
just a short story
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“You know what? You’re just jealous I have a date and Mom and Dad won’t even let you go out with friends alone!!” screamed the boy in the blue baseball cap.
“No I’m not! You said you would watch me tonight, and now you’re just ditching me to go on a date? What kind of a brother does that?” answered his little sister in rage. He pauses to look at her with a hurt look in his eye.
“Look, she was free at the last minute OK? You have to understand Kel. I wouldn’t be doing this otherwise. Besides, you’re almost eight now, you don’t need a babysitter anymore. But this is a girl I’m really interesting in. She finally accepted. I’ll only be gone for a couple of hours, and I wouldn’t be leaving if I didn’t think you could handle it. Just don’t tell Mom and Dad when they get back from their weekend getaway OK?” he said in a calmer, much more reasonable voice. He looked at her with huge, pathetic eyes that could rival even the cutest puppy dog.
“Well…alright. If it really means that much to you Johnny,” she broke down and said.
“Oh thank you so much!! I’ll be back soon and I’ll keep my cell phone with me so you can call if anything happens.” He paused, and then winked, slipping twenty bucks into her hand. “But nothing’s going to happen…right?”
“Right.”
“Just don’t open the door to anyone, OK twerp?”
And with that, Johnny kissed his little sister on the cheek, grabbed his jacket and sprinted outside.
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It was a Sauturday night and Kelly was all alone in the house. Her brother had ditched her for some girl, and her parents were in Biloxi for the weekend. At first the thought of staying alone had frightened her. Then, once her big brother had left, the thought had excited her beyond all belief. There’s unlimited power when you’re home alone, right? You can do anything you want when no one is there to tell you not to right? Well, all those possibilities got really boring, really fast.
Kelly jumped on her bed-for about ten minutes at least. Then she was just tired and bored.
“Well, that’s about all my parents wouldn’t let me do that I actually wanted to do. I only let them think they have power and restrict me,” she though to herself. “With parents its all about power and control I guess. If they can’t keep me from doing things, they have nothing to live for,” she mused.
After ten minutes of physical exercise, and with nothing else to do, Kelly walked downstairs, slumped on the couch and sighed.
“Woo. Hoo,” she muttered in a bored lifeless tone.
As she started to feel around in the plush couch for the remote control, Kelly heard a faint scratching at the door.
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Thinking back to all the campfires stories she’d heard as a Girl Scout, (Not many since the Girl Scouts barely ever had camping trips. When they did go camping, it took more trouble then it was worth. One campout took weeks of planning, and the entire trip was cooking. Cleaning, one hike, some smores, and more cooking and cleaning; that was the entire campout. What FUN.) Kelly slowly rose to her feet and cautiously stepped to the door. Feeling her heart race and her palm sweat, Kelly approached the door.
“Johnny told me not to open the door fro anyone, but I’m still curious as to why anyone is at the door at all. Why are they scratching instead of knocking anyway? I’m not going to open the door, I’ll just tell them to leave-unless it’s just a tree branched or something,” she thought to herself.
“We don’t want any!!!” Kelly screeched in a dry, cracked voice before she put her hand on the door to open the eyehole cover. But no one was at the door.
“Well um…I must have just imagined it I guess. Ha-ha, stupid me to get worked up over nothing,” she thought with relief.
Then there was a high-pitched whimpering sound.
“Huh?”
Kelly looked down and saw a small furry puppy with big brown eyes and floppy brown ears. It was the cutest puppy Kelly had ever seen.
“Oh! A puppy! How cute!” she exclaimed. Then she noticed that the puppy had it paw held up like it was wounded. “Oh, your paw is hurt, I’ll nurse you back to health little thing,” she told the puppy.
Kelly opened the big wooden front door to let the little creature inside, when it yelped and started to scamper away-limping.
“Come back puppy!!!” she yelled, forgetting her fears of only moments before.
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Kelly followed the puppy for a block, when it turned into the local park. “Keep it up Kel, you almost have it. The puppy’s slowing down and you almost have it!” she told herself between gulps of air.
The puppy disappeared into a hedge and the little girl followed it, scraping herself against the branches. As she came through on the other side, the puppy was running between groups of trees. Kelly sprinted a little harder, not noticing that the puppy’s limp was gone.
Kelly followed the puppy into a large clearing behind the trees, where the animal was sitting on a stump and panting. Kelly reached out and grabbed the elusive dog.
“Gotcha!”
Then, suddenly Kelly was surrounded by a huge flash of light and felt a searing pain in her head as she slipped away from the world.
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“Where am I? What happened?” Kelly groaned as she sat up and waited for her head to stop spinning.
“Where am I? What happened?” a smaller voice said.
Kelly screamed in surprise then thought to herself:
“Oh, OK it’s just my echo. Ha. I had myself startled.”
Kelly’s head settled and her vision cleared. She began to notice how unbearably hot and humid her surroundings were. As sweat rolled down her cheek, Kelly looked around to see a dry, sandy rock was what she was laying on. She seemed to be in some sort of dark cavern, with rock pillars and tunnels that seemed to go on forever into the darkness.
“Huh?”
“Huh?”
All of a sudden, huge flames burst out of a rock crevice below her, almost burning her face. In a panic, Kelly screamed and started running, but flames shot out of craters and holes in the rocky ground. She wished for the boredom of the couch at her house. Kelly tripped over one of the holes and fell face first into the rock.
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Kelly woke up in a cold sweat. She looked around to see nothing but a dark room.
“Wow, I must have fallen asleep or something,” she thought to herself. “I had the strangest dream.”
She moved her hand to wipe the sweat from her face, and found something was restraining her.
Kelly’s eyes widened as a light flickered on overhead and she saw that she wasn’t in her bedroom after all. Steel gray metal lined a large room that look like an auditorium filled with seats. But instead of theater goers or even humans at all, she saw hundreds of beings with furry brown bodies and floppy ears-resembling dogs. Except these beings didn’t look quite like dogs. They wore clothes-shirts, pants, dresses -one creature even had a shirt with a picture of the planet Earth on it.
A voice over an intercom said something Kelly couldn’t understand, and the whole crowd cheered.
“Huh?” Kelly thought to herself once again.
She looked don to see what was restraining her arms (her legs too, she noticed) and found she was strapped to a table with a little doggie bed with chains.
Kelly screamed at the top of her lungs and found that her mouth was closed tightly with a muzzle.
As she struggled against the chain and tried to scream again, Kelly saw one of the creatures from the stands walk over to the table with a collar that read “KELLY” on the tag. A little pink collar that looked…just….her…size. Then, the creature buckled it around her neck.
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It started out as a regular Friday night, but turned into a nightmare. The moral of the story is: don’t open the door to strangers. Even if it is a cute little puppy in trouble.
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Repost this if you agree with one or more of these statements after reading that story:
~The big brother shouldn’t have left his little sister
~That was a confusing story.
~That was weird
~It gave me chills
~That was a stupid little girl who shouldn’t be running after stupid little puppies anyways
~I’ve always wanted a pet
~The girl must have been abducted by aliens
~That was interesting.

Repost this as: “Don’t open the door to puppies.”
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